Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Tiffany 617

Chapter 617

As Tiffany walked through the office, employees passing by either looked shocked or stayed silent.

Only a few immediately nodded and greeted her. “Go

“Mrs. Hampton.” Voices rose one after another.

morning, Mrs. Hampton.”

Tiffany nodded in acknowledgment and headed straight for the CEO’s private elevator.

The button lit up, and the face recognition–enabled elevator opened. Tiffany stepped inside.

Richard had given her all kinds of privileges, and the private elevator was one of them.

The numbers climbed steadily as the elevator ascended.

Once Tiffany was out of sight, several employees on the first floor gathered and whispered, “Do you think Mrs. Hampton is: here to apologize to Mrs. Hampton? That scandal broke out this morning.”

“Honestly, Mrs. Hampton has nothing going for her besides her looks! I really feel bad for Mr. Hampton. He’s such a cool, disciplined, and powerful man, yet he’s completely smitten by a woman like that,” a woman commented.

A young woman echoed, “Exactly! A loose woman like Tiffany is bound to stir up trouble, even after marriage. Who knows when we’ll hear about her and that man from the Harper family again.”

A woman in brown said, “Speaking of which, when that scandal was exposed today, Mr. Hampton didn’t even have it taken down. You know what that means? It means he’s angr

Who knows if tomorrow’s wedding will even happen?”

The group of women huddled together, their voices dripping with sadism. If the wedding really got called off, they would be thrilled to see it happen.

After all, so many people dreamed of marrying into wealth. If Richard’s wedding fell apart, the women in the entire city would probably burst out laughing, and it would mean their chances came.

“Ding. The elevator arrived at the top floor.

Tiffany, familiar with the layout, headed straight for the CEO’s office at the far end.

When Tyrone spotted her, he rushed over with his mouth opening in relief. “Mrs. Hampton! You’re finally here!”

Seeing the assistant’s flustered and almost desperate expression, Tiffany asked, “What’s wrong?”

Well, you hung up on the

you not appease him, but you also ignored him. and the office instantly plunged into a chilling silence. His presence makes it feel like the walls are closing

but carefully explained, “Mr. Hampton is in a bad mood… Please

Tyrone doubted he would survive another

in understanding and walked briskly toward

door opened to reveal a spacious, minimalistic room with clean lines and a polished aesthetic. Sunlight streamed in through the floor–to–ceiling windows, complementing the gray toned floor and the understated luxury of

behind which Richard was immersed in paperwork, his

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underneath, his strong presence exuded restraint and authority, mixed with an air of

traveled upward, she saw his flawlessly handsome face. It was impossible not to be struck by his sheer beauty. Even now, her breath hitched just looking at him. She stood frozen in place,

relationship and connection, every time Tiffany saw him from

stood at the door in

upon seeing her, but he

a long face to show her that he

closed the door and strode

the paperwork as she smiled brightly

his chair slightly, avoiding her

draped over the desk, resting her chin in her hands. “I hung up on you because I wanted to come see you in person. Don’t you think it’s better to talk face–to–face? Or…

gave her a sidelong glance. His typically cold and unyielding expression wavered unexpectedly when his eyes landed

little unnatural. Though he tried to maintain his composure, his eyes betrayed him

looked at him with a

purpose. She is deliberately teasing

Richard’s enigmatic eyes deepened. He stretched out his long arm to pull her into his

kiss. It was passionate, consuming, and left no

laughing but instead fully embraced him, responding just

the

wrapped around his neck, and his bands began

a moment that could easily spiral into something unstoppable. But then there were knocks on the door, followed by the

clothes back into place in an instant. Tiffany was even quicker, slipping under the desk to hide

normal, as if nothing had

turned out to be a foreign business partner who lug been