Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 680

Tiffany moved swiftly through the darkness.

Avoiding all surveillance cameras, she pressed herself against the wall, listening carefully to the surroundings. Once certain the coast was clear, she climbed up to the second floor of the villa.

This was Felix’s stronghold.

Guards patrolled the hallways at regular intervals. Their presence showed this place was heavily guarded.

Using diversion tactics and careful maneuvers, Tiffany evaded another patrol and finally made it to Felix’s bedroom door.

Footsteps echoed from around the corner again. It was another patrol approaching.

Tiffany turned the doorknob quietly and slipped into the room.

She knew her actions were risky and bold, but she had no choice. She had to find out if the shadowy figure was connected to Felix, and whether Felix had anything to do with Richard’s disappearance.

The door closed softly behind her, and the footsteps outside passed without incident.

Relieved, Tiffany exhaled.

But as she turned, the room suddenly flooded with light. The glaring brightness forced her to squint reflexively.

Tiffany’s heart sank. She instinctively assumed a defensive stance, scanning the room.

Felix stood by the bed. His gaze fixed squarely on her, as though he had been expecting her.

Tiffany’s heart skipped a beat. She had infiltrated this place with utmost secrecy, yet Felix had discovered her.

Clearly, escaping unscathed would not be easy.

Gripping the weapon in her hand tightly, Tiffany looked at Felix warily. Neither of them spoke.

An eerie silence hung heavy in the bedroom.

After a few tense moments, Felix moved. His steps were deliberate, slow, as he advanced toward her.

Tiffany furrowed her brow and raised the blade. “Stop right there.”

But Felix seemed not to hear her. He continued his steady approach.

The bedroom was spacious, but soon the distance between them shrank to no more than ten steps.

face hardened as she prepared to

toward Felix, she noticed

movements were slow, as if he were acting without awareness. He was

abruptly

maintained his pace. He walked toward the door, bumping into it

room was vast, and Felix wandered

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Chapter 680

Tiffany was stunned.

cold, ruthless man actually had a sleepwalking

opportunity to strike. Her resolve hardened. Without hesitation, she moved

blade aimed at his back. Two more steps, and she

expression icy. Without a moment’s pause, thrust the

around. The

a misstep. Not only had Tiffany failed to take him down, but she had also

who stood motionless, blood seeping through his robe and dripping to the floor. But he wasn’t waking from his sleepwalk. He

man who was cold–blooded, ruthless, and

thought was disbelief. She thought this had to

her.

matter how she rationalized it, the tears that rolled down Felix’s cheeks,

the grip of some unseen nightmare, he trembled, pleading with a desperation that

with anguish, as he

he begged hoarsely, his tone fractured

unmoved

her childhood memories, she had once

an illegitimate child, shunned and

a snowy day when she first encountered him. His mother had been beaten to death with a

by the lifeless emptiness in Felix’s eyes. It was the kind of despair

an impulse, she had offered him her

once saved was someone she was determined to eliminate. It

to move, a sharp knock sounded at the door, followed by

began to fade, the madness draining from his

cursed silently. He

empty–handed without uncovering any leads about Richard, she scanned the room and quickly slipped into a large storage chest in the

later, Felix groggily regained his

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