Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 693

The servant exclaimed inwardly, ‘Divorce? Mrs. Hampton wants a divorce?‘

Ignoring the shocked expressions of the servants, June directly handed over the document. “Since Mr. Hampton is resting. I won’t disturb him. Please deliver this document to him. Goodbye.”

With that, June turned and left.

After she was gone, the servant remained frozen in disbelief.

The document in her hands felt scalding hot, and she had no idea what to do with it.

If she really delivered this to Richard, his reaction would no doubt be terrifying.

The thought made the servant shiver, and she couldn’t move at all.

Luckily, Sidney walked in from outside, asking, “Who was just here? Was it Miss Spencer from Medicinal Haven?”

“Yes.” As if seeing a savior, the servant immediately stuffed the document into Sidney’s hands and said, This was sent by Miss Spencer. She said it must be delivered to Mr. Hampton.”

“Then deliver it,” Sidney said without hesitation.

“But, but…” The servant was on the verge of tears.

She was too afraid to give it to Richard. She just wanted to pass this problem to someone else.

Sidney finally sensed that something was off. He glanced at the servant, frowned, and pulled out the papers from the envelope.

The moment he saw the bold title, his expression shifted, and he immediately rushed upstairs.

The sound of knocking echoed through the hall.

Richard was in the middle of threatening the Treasure Box when he heard the noise. Without even looking up, he said coldly, “Leave.”

The tension in the air skyrocketed

Sidney nervously touched his head. He had just recovered from a concussion. He was worried that delivering this document might send him back to the hospital.

But this was no small matter, and Sidney couldn’t ignore it. He knocked again and called out, “It’s me. I have an urgent matter!”

in,” Richard

easily. If he’d known it wasn’t locked, he would

apprehension, Sidney

of destruction. He let out a breath of relief. When he took two more steps, he saw Richard was poised to strike a

why he’d come. “Is that…

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Richard replied, “Yes.

that’s a priceless artifact!” Sidney instinctively moved

expression icy. “A priceless artifact? It’s just a

The Treasure Box shuddered.

no one but Tiffany could truly break or awaken it, the box could feel the

would happen, it wouldn’t have

exclaimed inwardly, ‘Help, Master! Save

his eyes glinting with a deadly

He said, “Too late.”

document in front of

furrowed as a bad feeling

took the envelope and pulled out

title “Divorce Agreement” stabbed deeply into his eyes like

bedroom seemed to have been engulfed by a raging storm, its icy chill spreading endlessly. In the eye of

from the room bit by bit,

into a cold sweat,

‘in

in danger. As for the Treasure Box, the true instigator, it shrank back into its sealed depths, not daring

knuckles turned white, veins bulging on the back

heavy as a mountain. Just looking at those bold words was like having

it had been thrown into the wilderness, left to be trampled

abyss devoid of any light. He stood there–silently, letting the darkness consume

abyss, not even a glimmer of

a lifeless shell, staring blankly at Tiffany’s signature. Only his signature was left. Once signed, the divorce would be

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such a state, like a man whose soul had been torn away. The innate dignity

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