Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 700

Richard had left without a word. From start to finish, he didn’t even spare Jennie a glance.

Jennie’s smile froze. A flush of humiliation burned her face, as though she’d been slapped in front of everyone. The sting of

embarrassment was unbearable.

Just then, Flynn hurried down the stairs, worry written all over his face. “Are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Jennie replied.

“Thank goodness.” Flynn sighed in relief. Then, with a puzzled look, he asked, “Why did you fall? I barely tugged on you.”

“Dad, it’s my shoes,” Jennie explained. “They’re not very stable, and I lost my balance.”

“That’s my fault. I shouldn’t have pulled you. I’m just glad you’re okay.” Flynn frowned, guilt creeping onto his face. “Come on, let’s leave. We can’t get in anyway. I’ll take you shopping instead.”

As Flynn began walking, Jennie hesitated, her expression conflicted.

“Dad,” she said hesitantly, “it feels like such a waste to leave. Why don’t we try speaking to the shopkeeper? If they know we’re from the Vallgren family, they might let us in.”

Flynn stopped and shook his head. “Absolutely not.”

It was beneath them to ask for favors from other people.

“But Dad,” Jennie protested.

“Let’s go,” Flynn insisted.

didn’t push further. She followed Flynn reluctantly, trailing behind as they made

hotel’s entrance, a sleek luxury car pulled up. Jennie stopped in her

door opened, and out stepped a young woman dressed casually in a white sweater and slim–fit jeans. Despite her

commanding attention without effort. She looked

the stairs, Tiffany paused. She felt someone’s

quickly composed herself, offering a

following closely behind. June

please be careful,” June

suddenly stopped and looked at June, her expression serious. “I appreciate your concern, but don’t let it show. We can’t afford to let anyone

reminder that any visible weakness could become a target for

I’ll be more careful,” June

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replied calmly, stepping onto the first

toward the entrance, but a voice called out

ran after them, slightly out of breath. “Excuse me,” she said politely. “Are you here for the Treasure Appraisal Conference? My name is Jennie Vallgren. Could you take me in with

away. Her expression

flatly, her tone leaving

taken

was icy as she looked down at Jennie. “I’ve already said

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voice trembling. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean

and a nearby guest, a rich young man,

bit harsh? Is this how the Kelley family treats people? You act like you own Treasure Tower. You don’t have the

gaze swept over

sly smile on her lips. “Mr. Murray, it’s amusing to hear you talk about behavior. Did you inherit that habit of