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.

fight. Tiffany’s face hardened as

she lunged toward Felix,

unfocused and his movements were slow, as if he were acting

abruptly and

seemingly oblivious to her presence, maintained his pace. He walked toward the door, bumping into it

vast, and Felix wandered like a restless

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Chapter 680

Tiffany was stunned.

the cold, ruthless man actually had

to strike. Her resolve hardened.

more steps, and she could pierce him

raised her hand, her expression icy. Without a moment’s

collided with a piece of furniture and turned around. The blade missed his heart and grazed

Tiffany failed to take him down, but she

seeping through his robe and dripping to the floor. But he wasn’t

cold–blooded, ruthless, and utterly self–serving

thought was disbelief. She thought this had to be an

her.

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

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

voice cracked, raw with anguish, as

leave me…” he begged hoarsely, his tone fractured and

unmoved by his

she had once

origins. He was an

first encountered him. His mother had been beaten to death with a

but was haunted by the lifeless emptiness in Felix’s eyes. It

on an impulse, she

same person she once saved was someone she was determined to

Tiffany steeled herself to strike again. But just as she was about to move, a sharp knock sounded at the door, followed by a voice calling urgently, “Mr. Quaid,

fade, the madness draining from

He was

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

later, Felix groggily regained

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