Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

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Chapter 610

That angle was so precise that it was almost supernatural–only Tiffany could pull off something like this.

A girl let out a yelp, clutching her chin and lip, where a red mark was quickly forming.

All heads instinctively turned toward the door.

In the soft morning light, a slender figure strode in, her steps unhurried. The sunlight framed her flawless profile–arched brows, bright eyes like clear springs, and an air of effortless elegance that turned heads. Every gaze was drawn to her, breaths catching as if the sight of her left the room momentarily dazed.

No one could tell if it was just their imagination. Each time they saw Tiffany, she seemed even more striking. It wasn’t just her appearance–her entire demeanor seemed elevated, a mix of confidence and refinement that was almost intimidating.

If Tiffany used to keep people in check with her sharp, no–nonsense attitude, now she commanded attention with an innate poise that made her the most radiant presence in any room. Yet, that elegance carried an undeniable edge into the room.

The room fell into a stunned silence, except for the girl nursing her swollen chin, who broke the quiet with a furious outburst. “Tiffany, what the hell? You hit me!”

Tiffany’s lips curled into a lazy smirk. “It wasn’t me. The ruler did it. Not

my

fault.”

“That ruler wouldn’t have hit me if you hadn’t thrown it! You think you can weasel your way out of this?” The girl’s voice rose with anger.

Tiffany shrugged, her tone light. “Oh, really? Did anyone see me throw it?”

The girl faltered. The ruler had come sailing in from out of the door and, somehow, as

but snicker. “No witnesses, huh? Let me spell it out for you–if you weren’t so busy trash–talking people behind their backs, maybe that ruler wouldn’t have smacked you in the face. Call it

and the girl shot Zoe a murderous glare. “Fine. Let’s see how long your smug attitude lasts.” She stormed out of the classroom in a

quickly as it had begun. Scenes like this were common, and no one

seat, nudging

that girl–hair–pulling, throttling, and all.

a hand dismissively.

was already in place. After today’s class, she wouldn’t be back at school for a

Tiffany leaned toward Zoe. “While I’m out, don’t bother with petty stuff

and pulled an elegantly wrapped box from her bag, sliding it across the desk. “Here. Wedding gift. But no peeking–you can only open it on the big

box into her

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Richard’s sleek luxury car was already waiting at

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car, aware of the envious stares following her every

“Will do.”

purred, and the car sped off, leaving the gawking crowd to slowly

home, her mind occupied with the growing success of her charity work. The organization had recently received a flood of donations–last month alone, they had directed 6

thought, Zoe almost didn’t notice the group of people blocking her path. Her heart sank as she recognized the girl fighting with her from earlier,

stomach drop. She did a quick headcount–thirteen, maybe fourteen people on

Picaz stepped forward, arms crossed and a smug, icy smirk on her face. “Zoe,” she taunted, her voice dripping with malice. “Weren’t you all tough this morning? What’s the matter? Now