Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 596

Wilma’s eyes flickered, and after only a few seconds of thought, she hung up on June without hesitation.

She ignored three more calls in a row, finally switching off her phone altogether.

“Oh, this dress is perfect for my figure!” she exclaimed, admiring herself in the mirror.

***

At Luna Villa, June looked taken aback and turned to Tiffany, saying, “Miss Kelley, Wilma isn’t answering.”

Tiffany was in the middle of preparing medicine and barely reacted. Instead, she chuckled. “Well, that’s expected.”

A selfish, shameless person who suddenly stumbled into luxury wouldn’t willingly let go and step away.

June hesitated, feeling a twinge of annoyance. “So we just let her be?” she asked, though she knew this would still be a blow to Melody.

Tiffany shook her head, carefully adding each ingredient into her mixture before adding a drop of her blood. Then, she replied, “This is just the beginning.”

This time, she intended to see Melody confess to her crimes and pay the price, making sure the murderer who’d evaded justice would finally face the consequences.

Someone had to be responsible for Jade’s and Ged’s death. And Wilma was just the bait.

June caught on to Tiffany’s meaning and asked, “Miss Kelley, what do we do next?”

Tiffany replied, “Cut off her access to the credit card.”

With Melody’s credit card disabled, Wilma wouldn’t have any more money to blow through.

June answered and promptly went to carry it

had indulged in endless shopping sprees, reassured by Melody’s status as a wealthy heiress. She thought her card

twenty thousand dollars. With a smug air, she tossed the card to the salesgirl

salesgirl said, “I’m sorry. Your card balance is zero, Please

grabbed the reader, only to see

yesterday!” Clenching her teeth, Wilma

sorry. This card also

Wilma tried again.

or seven attempts, the salesgirl’s gaze shifted from polite

pretending to be

if she’d been thrust back to her old life. She remembered winning a couple of thousand dollars at a poker game. Then, she went to buy a gold bracelet, only to find it was worth thousands

day, under scornful and mocking stares,

but the sneering looks stayed with her, haunting

days of living the high life, Wilma believed that everyone should be at her beck and call, catering

removed the jewelry she’d tried on and scurried away

glance back, silently vowing that the jewelry would still

her anger on the servants, grabbing Fleur by the collar and demanding, “Who are my parents? Why aren’t they sending me money? Why am I not

She gasped

Wilma snapped, “Talk now!”

volatile. When she was calm, she could manage a fake smile and polite

eyes, Fleur glanced at her, baffled at why “Melody” seemed to have gone insane over a single weekend, behaving like a

The payment date hasn’t arrived, so

gave her a generous monthly allowance, but Melody had no sense of moderation. With the villa full of luxury items and her tastes thoroughly spoiled, it

any of this. She repeated Charlie’s name, then muttered, “So he’s the

frowned and looked at