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.

and promptly went to

shopping sprees, reassured by Melody’s status as

saw a diamond necklace priced at twenty thousand dollars. With a

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

and she grabbed the reader, only to see

worked fine yesterday!” Clenching her teeth, Wilma tried another

“I’m sorry. This card

Wilma tried again.

as well.” After six or seven attempts, the salesgirl’s gaze shifted from

pretending to be a big

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 of dollars more than she could

scornful and

the sneering looks

her beck and call, catering to her whims. But she hadn’t expected her fantasy

tried on and scurried away from the

back, silently vowing that the

grabbing Fleur by the collar and demanding, “Who are my parents? Why aren’t they sending

the collar. She gasped

Wilma snapped, “Talk now!”

temper was notoriously volatile. When she was calm, she could manage a fake smile and polite words, but once ignited, she was

she had frequent brawls with her husband and in–laws over trivial matters. Her temper caused chaos in the family. With tears in her eyes, Fleur glanced at her, baffled at why “Melody” seemed to have gone insane over a single weekend, behaving like a stranger and

transferred monthly by Mr. Kelley’s staff. The payment date hasn’t arrived, so you won’t receive a dime

sense of moderation. With the villa full of luxury items and her tastes thoroughly spoiled, it was no

didn’t know any of this. She repeated Charlie’s name, then muttered, “So he’s the one keeping me here? Letting me live

frowned and looked at Wilma