Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Tiffany 612

Chapter 612

Zoe blinked, stunned as she thought, ‘Wait, what? I was just being polite. But the words were already out there, taking them back now would make her look bad.

Gritting her teeth, Zoe dug into her bag for her keys and unlocked the door. “Just so you know,” she muttered, “It’s gonna be messy in there. Don’t judge, alright?”

She pushed the door open as she finished speaking, and it was exactly as she’d warned–a complete disaster. Cigarette butts were scattered across the floor, empty snack bags littered every surface, and even the sofa was buried under a pile of unwashed clothes that gave off a sour odor.

Sidney frowned immediately. As a doctor, he had an obsessive need for cleanliness, bordering on a phobia. Coming from a privileged background, he’d never stepped foot in a place like this.

Zoe forced a strained smile, stepping inside to clear off the sofa. She then cleaned a mug before filling it with hot coffee and placing it on the table. “There, all set. Thanks for your help today. It’s getting late. You should head back.”

Sidney opened his mouth to respond, but before he could get a word out, the sound of stumbling footsteps came from outside.

Zoe’s drunk father, Louis, had come home. He staggered through the door, and upon spotting Sidney, he sobered up in an instant. The alcohol–induced haze lifted. “Sir! You’re here?” he stammered, rushing forward with an ingratiating smile.

The memory of Tiffany banging on the door still haunted Louis. Sidney had been there that day too, and Louis wasn’t about to forget Sidney’s face–one he couldn’t afford to cross.

The stench of cheap booze hit Sidney like a wall. His frown deepened. Seeing his reaction, Zoe grabbed Sidney’s arm and pulled him toward the door. “I’ll walk you out.”

She cursed herself inwardly, ‘If I’d known this would happen, I’d never have extended that polite invitation. Now, all my messy secrets are laid bare. No dignity left.‘

Once they reached the streets downstairs, Brittany and her gang had already cleared out. The road was eerily quiet, the streetlights casting dim pools of yellow light. Their shadows stretched across the pavement. For a moment, they almost looked like a single entity.

Zoe offered an awkward laugh. “Sorry about all this. I didn’t even let you finish your coffee.”

“It’s fine,” Sidney replied, buckling himself into his car. He paused, then added in a measured tone, “Next time, if you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to call me.”

“Sure.”

sleek silver car disappeared

The day had wrung her out completely, and now she was all out of strength to keep up the facade. She turned and dragged

for a good distance before suddenly

way

he’d

come.

“Hey.”

sound of the voice,

thought about dating me? I’m not joking, and this isn’t about

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said Sidney.

like her heart had been tossed

couldn’t stop replaying Sidney’s serious expression and the way he’d repeated the question. “My heart says it skips a beat when I see you. What about

and turned, unable to sleep. Every time she

the answer. ‘Of course, my heart has skipped a beat. It has, long ago. The moment he jumped into the river after me without hesitation. The first time he texted me asking if I wanted to date him.

blanket, took a deep breath, and grabbed her phone. She sent Sidney

then immediately turned off her phone. Her hands were clammy, her heart pounding out of

night, far out in the suburbs, dozens of black cars drove in formation, pulling up

of the car doors opened, and the subordinates stood

straight for the villa’s basement. The expensive experimental capsule he had purchased

sweat. The experimental capsule was destroyed, and he had kept this information to himself, so Felix didn’t know at

and quickly took a few steps back, waiting for the right

the car. If Felix’s fury grows but he can’t find me, I may be able to slip away when the car

and as soon as he pulled back the silver–gray sheet, he saw the ruined experimental capsule, its internal materials

Felix spun around sharply, his gaze sharp as an eagle, the air around him crackling with killing intent. His subordinates froze in fear, their hearts pounding. “Mr. Quaid. We came

“Bring him over!”

to locate Lorenzo, but he was nowhere