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

single weekend, Wilma had indulged in endless shopping sprees, reassured by Melody’s status as a

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

sorry. Your card balance is zero,

widened, and she grabbed the reader, only to see that it

worked fine yesterday!” Clenching her teeth, Wilma

“I’m sorry.

Wilma tried again.

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

pretending to be

dollars at a poker game. Then, she went to

under scornful and mocking stares, she’d

but the sneering looks stayed with her, haunting her. Just like

Wilma believed that everyone should be at her beck and call, catering to her whims. But she hadn’t expected her fantasy to collapse

tried on and scurried away from the

leaving, she cast a defiant glance back, silently vowing that the jewelry would

on the servants, grabbing Fleur by the collar and demanding, “Who are my

by the collar. She gasped

Wilma snapped, “Talk now!”

manage a fake smile and polite words, but once ignited, she was

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 spouting nonsensical

by Mr. Kelley’s staff. The payment date hasn’t arrived, so you won’t

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

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

looked at Wilma