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!”

“Come in,” Richard responded coldly.

If he’d known it wasn’t

apprehension, Sidney entered the

a

he’d come. “Is that… the Treasure

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Richard replied, “Yes.

to destroy it? But that’s a priceless artifact!” Sidney

icy. “A priceless artifact? It’s just

The Treasure Box shuddered.

break or awaken it, the box could feel the overwhelming killing intent emanating from Richard. The box was terrified, even

known this would happen, it

exclaimed inwardly, ‘Help, Master!

broke the silence, his eyes glinting with

He said, “Too late.”

Sidney thrust a document in front of him and said quietly, “Richard,

it?” Richard’s brows furrowed as a bad feeling gnawed

and pulled out

stabbed deeply into his eyes

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

drained the air from the room bit

into a cold sweat, the chill

‘in

danger. As for the Treasure Box, the true instigator, it shrank back into its

turned white, veins bulging on the

as heavy as a mountain. Just looking

heart felt as if it had been thrown into the wilderness, left to be

perhaps an abyss devoid of any

not even a glimmer of starlight could be

like a lifeless shell, staring blankly at Tiffany’s signature. Only his signature was left. Once signed, the divorce would be official. He couldn’t believe she was truly heartless

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state, like a man whose soul had been

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his own similarly painful situation, he felt a deeper empathy. Patting Richard on the shoulder, he offered a wry smile and