Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 699

June glanced at Tiffany. “Miss Kelley, are you planning to go?”

Tiffany paused for a moment before replying, “Yes, I’ll go.”

This shop was under her name now, and if she didn’t show up, Frank, the shopkeeper of Treasure Tower, would definitely grumble.

June nodded. “Understood.”

“Wait,” Tiffany added. “Didn’t I make some beauty and anti–aging spirit herbs a while back? Bring ten of them for the

auction.”

The attendees at the conference would all be from the upper class, business magnates and wealthy ladies. It wouldn’t hurt to use the event as a marketing opportunity.

June chuckled. “Got it, Miss Kelley.”

When news spread that Tiffany would personally attend the event, Frank was thrilled.

“Everyone, be on your best behavior tomorrow. We can’t afford any mistakes!” Frank declared.

One of the staff members said skeptically, “Why all the fuss? She’s just a young girl. You never acted like this when Mr. Ashton was in charge.”

It was no secret among the staff that Tiffany was only a nominal appraiser at Treasure Tower. Now, this become their boss, it was hard for some of them to take her seriously.

young

woman had

disrespect the new boss, let me know,

Richard’s wife, but her status extended far beyond what anyone here could imagine. Frank was just grateful he hadn’t treated

the staff begrudgingly prepared for the conference, though

but the fresh air only added

in a grand banquet hall. Alongside rare antiques, Tiffany’s ten beautifying spirit herbs were also listed for auction. Rumors about the herbs‘ age–defying effects had already stirred excitement, especially

buzzed with activity as guests arrived in pairs

City and, upon hearing

their way to the hotel, Jennie, dressed in a delicate pink dress, asked curiously, “Dad,

but I do know my daughter

Jennie blushed, embarrassed by his loud praise, which had drawn

laughed heartily,

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entrance, however, they were stopped by a staff

need an invitation to enter

possibily of any

Flynn frowned. “No exceptions?”

turned away was a blow to his pride,

attendant said

arm. “Let’s just leave, Dad. I wasn’t

before sighing.

black luxury car pulled

stepped out, opening the door with practiced grace. “Mr. Hampton, we’ve arrived. I’ve heard Mrs Hampton may also be attending this

of the car, his

only to reappear hours later as the master appraiser. She had been so serious and so clever. A faint smile touched Richard’s