Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 601

The servant hesitated to confirm the visitor’s identity. They couldn’t tell if the person in Melody’s body was truly her or Wilma.

Hearing the report, June glanced at Tiffany, surprise flickering in her eyes.

Just moments ago, Tiffany confidently said there was no need to worry, as Wilma would come to them on her own. At the time, June had been skeptical, but Wilma did come.

Composing herself, June immediately replied, “Tell her Miss Kelley won’t see her. Send her away.”

In her mind, Tiffany wasn’t someone anyone could just meet at will.

Besides, for a traitor like Wilma to show up now, she must have hit a wall‘ she couldn’t climb over.

Handling such vile people required a tough stance. They had to let Wilma know she couldn’t take advantage of them.

“Understood,” the servant said, retreating promptly.

Meanwhile, Wilma was on the verge of panic.

After being abducted by Lorenzo’s men, she managed to escape during a moment of distraction when they were making a phone call.

Now battered and bruised, she dared not return to the villa she had been staying in, fearing those men were lying in wait. Desperate, she turned to Luna Villa, hoping Tiffany would help.

In the end, Tiffany had refused to see her.

Frantic, Wilma saw the servant about to leave and quickly grabbed her arm, pleading, “Please, let me in. I need to see Miss Kelley. I’m begging you!”

The servants of Luna Villa were trained by June. They were far from ordinary. The servant brushed off Wilma’s hand and you think you can just demand to see her?” said, “Miss Kelley is a diamond among women. Do

“I’m begging you,” Wilma said.

“Leave now, before I have someone throw you out,” the servant replied icily before turning away.

Unable to breach the tall iron gates, Wilma was left with least deliver a

to lower

continued, “Tell Miss Kelley I’ll never dare cross her again. Whatever she says, I’ll obey without question. I won’t act in

relayed

Instantly understanding her subtle expression, June

Wilma stepped cautiously into Luna

brightly lit villa was nothing like the places Wilma had lived It was an understated yet profound luxury. Everything exuded refined taste

none of that commanded as much attention as Tiffany, reclining lazily on a chaise lounge in the center of

seemed to glow. She leaned on one arm, watching television lazily. Her neck, elegantly defined collarbones, and everything about

she emitted was one of majesty, a quiet yet

lip as she approached Tiffany,

greed blind me. I shouldn’t have

and she was shy of falling to her

couldn’t help but look at

in class. Despite wearing Melody’s beautiful face and stunning

like a

time, Wilma couldn’t help but glance up

and asked nonchalantly, “What

replied, “I… I was

away layers of skin. Dirt and gri were embedded in her wounds, leaving her pale and on the verge

herself to recount every detail of her

raised an eyebrow, her expression amused. “Do you remember the terms we

Wilma had been hired, she’d signed a contract with explicit conditions. After switching bodies, she was to follow Tiffany’s every command without question, even

reward, Tiffany would give her a considerable commission upon completion of their

agreement

betrayed would probably do it

mockery. “And why should I help you? So you can turn

I won’t!” Wilma shook her

for wealth, beauty, and status was undeniable. But her fear of death far

time before Lorenzo’s men–found her again. Once captured, she’d undoubtedly be forced to swap