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.

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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.

promptly went to carry it

indulged in endless shopping sprees, reassured by Melody’s status as a wealthy heiress. She thought her card would never max

the moment she saw a diamond necklace priced at twenty thousand dollars. With a smug air, she tossed the card to the

“I’m sorry. Your card balance is zero, Please provide a different

eyes widened, and she grabbed the reader, only to see

fine yesterday!” Clenching her teeth,

“I’m sorry.

Wilma tried again.

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

pretending to

her old life. She remembered winning a couple of thousand dollars at

scornful and mocking

bracelet out of spite, but the sneering looks stayed with her, haunting her.

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

jewelry she’d tried on and scurried

a defiant glance back, silently vowing that the jewelry would still

the villa, Wilma unleashed her anger on the servants, grabbing Fleur by the collar and demanding, “Who

by the collar. She gasped and said,

Wilma snapped, “Talk now!”

calm, she could manage a fake smile and polite words, but once

in–laws over trivial matters. Her temper caused chaos in the family. With tears in her eyes, Fleur glanced at her, baffled at why

Kelley’s staff. The payment date hasn’t arrived,

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

and looked