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.

If he’d known it

Sidney entered the

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

dumbfounded, momentarily forgetting why he’d

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Richard replied, “Yes.

artifact!” Sidney instinctively moved to stop him but froze under

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

The Treasure Box shuddered.

could feel the overwhelming killing intent emanating from Richard. The box was terrified, even if

this would happen, it

‘Help, Master!

his

He said, “Too late.”

raised his hand, ready to strike. But just before he could, Sidney thrust a document in front of him and said quietly, “Richard, you might want to take a look at this

brows furrowed as a bad feeling

the envelope and

title “Divorce Agreement” stabbed deeply into his eyes

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

oppressive atmosphere drained the air from the room bit

weight of this immense pressure, Sidney broke into a cold sweat, the chill trickling down

‘in

feeling that his life might be in danger. As for the Treasure Box,

turned white, veins bulging on

they felt as heavy as a mountain. Just looking at

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

eyes seemed like an endless, icy pool, or perhaps an abyss devoid of any light. He stood there–silently, letting the darkness consume

even a

looked like a lifeless shell, staring blankly at Tiffany’s signature. Only his signature

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in such a state, like a man whose soul had been torn away. The innate dignity and composure he usually exuded were gone. He

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