Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 572

With that, she swung her fist, and before Jessica could react, it connected with her eye socket.

A sharp pain shot through her, so intense that she stumbled backward.

The playground erupted with the sound of Jessica’s cries and howls. After a few minutes, when she removed her hand from her eye, the bruised mess revealed itself. To everyone’s astonishment, it was perfectly symmetrical with her other eye.

The crowd was stunned.

Tiffany had claimed she’d made Jessica’s eyes look the same, and she’d delivered.

“Oh my,” people thought.

Ignoring the varied expressions of disbelief around her, Tiffany strode forward and pulled the dazed Zoe up from the ground.

“Tiffany, there you are.” Zoe lowered her head, a self–reproachful expression shadowing her face. “I’m sorry, Tiffany. I got you in trouble again.”

“You do should feel sorry.” Tiffany’s voice was sharp, her tone a little colder than Zoe expected.

Zoe’s heart sank. Meeting Tiffany’s icy gaze, she froze, wondering, ‘She must be upset with me.’

Sadness filled her, but before she could spiral further, Tiffany added, “I’ve taught you so many self–defense moves, and yet you only hit her in one eye?”

Zoe was speechlesss.

Relief washed over Zoe, and she lunged toward Tiffany, tears spilling as she cried out, “I’m sorry, Tiffany! Next time, I’ll make sure to hit her in both eyes so they look the same!”

“Now that’s more like it,” Tiffany said.

Their casual, almost conspiratorial exchange carried over to the stunned crowd.

The spectators were all incredulous.

That was exactly the way Tiffany was, vindictive and rude.

While most people were left gawking, those familiar with Tiffany’s methods weren’t entirely surprised. Among them, however, was Jessica, who seethed with rage. She glared at them, her temper exploding.

“We’ll see if you two still have this smug attitude after I get you expelled!” Jessica whipped out her phone and dialed, “Wait till the principal hears about this!” she snapped.

She also had connections.

eyebrow,

at this

It was Richard.

Tiffany answered, “Hello, Richard.”

came his

school.” Tiffany replied, “It sounds a bit noisy.” Richard rose and moved to the floor–to–ceiling window at the top of Royal Tower. Looking in the

been three hours

could speak, Jessica stormed over, yelling loudly enough for Richard to hear.

her the nerve to

say, “God bless

you bullied?” Richard’s

“Just a

with a hint of tenderness.

“Uh–huh,” Tiffany answered nonchalantly.

“Find out

John nodded

principal arrived in a rush, sweat dripping from his forehead, evidence that he’d jogged

my eye–it hurts so much! I want you to expel them

couldn’t go

Jessica call the principal “Uncle“, the onlookers

easily. It turned out that

That explained everything!

amongst themselves, curious

sweat from his brow and turned toward Tiffany. His tone underwent a shocking transformation as he said warmly, “Oh, it’s fine. A little scuffle like this

shift left

“Uncle! I’m the one who got

intention

a punch–it’ll heal in a couple of days. Besides,

What the hell!‘ Jessica thought.

almost growling, so furious that tears welled up in her

beginning to end. She stood there, feeling a twinge of absurd amusement at the scene

during a time when she and Richard were at odds, and everyone

sure the principal was playing it so “reasonable” now because Richard must have

she asked, “I heard Zoe’s getting

that rumor