Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

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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.

door handle, which opened easily. If he’d known

Sidney entered the

to his expectations of chaos, the room was immaculate, without any signs of destruction. He let out a breath of relief. When he took two more steps, he saw Richard was poised to

was dumbfounded, momentarily forgetting why he’d come. “Is that… the Treasure

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Richard replied, “Yes.

to destroy it? But that’s a priceless artifact!” Sidney instinctively moved to stop him but froze under

words, Richard sneered, his expression icy. “A priceless artifact? It’s just a tool

The Treasure Box shuddered.

but Tiffany could truly break or awaken it, the box could feel the overwhelming killing intent emanating from Richard. The box

this would happen, it wouldn’t

exclaimed inwardly, ‘Help,

laugh broke the silence, his eyes glinting with a deadly

He said, “Too late.”

ready to strike. But just before he could, Sidney thrust a document in front of him and said quietly, “Richard, you might

brows furrowed as a bad feeling

envelope and pulled out the

bold title “Divorce Agreement” stabbed deeply

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

atmosphere drained the air from the room bit by bit, leaving only

pressure, Sidney broke into a cold sweat, the chill

‘in

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

veins bulging on

held were just a few thin sheets, yet they felt as heavy as a mountain. Just looking at those bold words

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

abyss devoid of

abyss, not even a glimmer of starlight

hand crumpled under his unconscious grip. Richard looked like a lifeless shell, staring blankly at Tiffany’s signature. Only his signature was left. Once signed, the

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such a state, like a man whose soul had

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he felt a deeper empathy. Patting Richard on the shoulder,