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

Felix, she noticed

unfocused and his movements were slow, as if he were

halted abruptly and stepped

walked toward the door, bumping into it before stumbling and turning

room was vast, and Felix wandered like

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Chapter 680

Tiffany was stunned.

the cold, ruthless man actually had

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

back. Two more

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

and turned around. The blade missed his heart

had Tiffany failed to take him down, but she had also roused

her eyes locked on Felix, who stood motionless, blood seeping through his robe and dripping

who was cold–blooded, ruthless,

thought this had to be an act, a carefully orchestrated ploy

her.

the tears that rolled down Felix’s cheeks, mingling with his

sorrow. In the grip of some

leave…” His voice cracked, raw with anguish, as

begged hoarsely, his tone

coldly, unmoved

memories, she had

He was an illegitimate child, shunned and humiliated, cast aside

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

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

impulse, she

she once saved was someone she was

herself to strike again. But just as she was about to move, a sharp knock sounded at the door, followed by a voice

to fade, the madness draining from

He was

leads about Richard, she scanned the room and

groggily

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