Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 595

As the car approached, Fleur opened the automated iron gate. Then, Wilma, the one who was enjoying all the luxuries in Melody’s body, stepped out.

Melody shouted, “You bitch! I’ll tear you apart!”

She was furious and charged forward, trying to pin Wilma down. But the nearby bodyguards stepped in immediately, and Melody was restrained.

“You idiots! I’m your employer! I’m the real owner here! How could you not recognize me, you morons! I’m Melody! I’m the owner of this estate, your employer!” Melody screamed hysterically.

However, no matter how she argued, others only saw her as a raving lunatic. She was thrown out like a madwoman, completely and utterly discarded.

Then, Melody landed hard on the ground, the pain so intense it felt like her bones would shatter.

Seeing the scene, the taxi driver realized he wasn’t getting paid, cursed his luck, and drove off in a huff.

The car sped away, and the iron gate closed. Wilma stood elegantly at the entrance, surrounded by over twenty luxury shopping bags.

Outside the gate, Melody was covered in dirt. She stared helplessly as everything that was hers was taken away. Anger, hatred, and fury filled her, her eyes bloodshot and fists clenched tightly. It was only now that regret sank in.

She realized how foolish she was to switch bodies with Tiffany. In the end, not only did it fail, but she was completely tricked.

Melody suddenly recalled. She had placed Tiffany in the experimental chamber, but it ended up being Wilma in the chamber.

The only possibility was someone had tampered with things while her eyes were closed.

Lorenzo, the man operating the machine, had no reason to do such a thing. He hated Tiffany just as much. And in such a short time, it would have been impossible for anyone else to switch things.

Melody tried to figure out what went wrong. Her mind spun in a chaotic mess, her heart felt like it had been plunged into boiling water, each second an agony.

To find out the answer, she would have to confront Tiffany. Wiping away her tears, Melody stormed off in a rage.

*****

Sunday, a rare day off. Tiffany had finally slept

washing up, she headed downstairs, where the housekeeper approached her. “Miss Kelley, there’s someone outside waiting for you. She arrived

“Who

sure. I haven’t seen her before. But she claims to

rather awkward subject. Even the housekeeper’s

who had tried to kill her mother. Melody had nearly succeeded in killing Thalia

raised an eyebrow

the villa’s iron gate, “Wilma” stood with a tanned, sweat–covered face, her greasy appearance marred by rough pores and countless blackheads. She looked disheveled, covered in dust as if she

in surprise, “And who

Tiffany

reason I’m like this, and now you’re pretending not

I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Tiffany spread her hands, her expression

now. But that didn’t mean she would sit back and

underhanded tactics. Tiffany didn’t think it was wrong

to

her from even grazing Tiffany’s back, no matter how

her lungs, “Tiffany, one day, you’ll get what you deserve!

paused for a moment upon hearing

back in time, she’d already tasted

the point of agreeing to take the fall and go to prison for Melody’s

waste away in jail, and even laughed, saying, “Look, Kenneth, Tiffany

years of darkness, five years of torment. Tiffany fell from a young lady of status to

Melody managed to cleanse her reputation, even erasing all memories of the murder she

turned her head. “Is that so? Then let’s see who will

walk away, Melody clenched her fists, her eyes seething with

someone else’s body, perhaps she could use it to bring