Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 702

Since they were getting divorced, they shouldn’t be hugging.

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ried to pull away, but Richard held her firmly. His icy glare was enough to stop the others who had wanted to approach and exchange pleasantries.

Those around them hesitated, exchanging glances. Their initial compliments shifted.

“Mr. Hampton and Mrs. Hampton are such a lovely couple,” someone said.

Richard’s expression softened slightly, losing some of its earlier coldness. Sensing his good mood, the others quickly jumped in with praises.

“Mrs. Hampton is stunning! Lovell City’s number one beauty truly lives up to her reputation!” said someone.

“Absolutely! Mr. Hampton and Madam are a perfect match, a couple made in heaven!” another said.

Tiffany’s eye twitched at their words. When she glanced at Richard, she noticed the faint smile on his face. It wasn’t obvious, but he seemed to be in an unusually good mood.

Tiffany sighed inwardly. ‘Seriously? Did he leave his company and come here just to listen to people flatter him and me? How boring!

She wriggled in his arms again, trying to break free. When that didn’t work, she pinched his side and hissed under her breath. “Let go of me, or I’ll bite you.”

Richard chuckled and lightly brushed her cheek. “Don’t be jealous. You’re the only one in my heart, in the past, present, and future.”

Tiffany froze, caught off guard by his sweet words.

He wanted others to see their bond, to hear their blessings, and to make it clear to other women

a moment, Tiffany felt conflicted. She couldn’t deny she was touched by his

wanting

felt like she was

his arms empty. He frowned as a cold emptiness settled

darkened, and the temperature around him

singing praises moments ago froze, unsure whether

dimmed, and the Treasure Appraisal Conference

reputation. With no fakes in its century–long history,

Jennie, placed bold bids

d by his father.

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securing an especially rare scroll, he turned triumphantly to Jennie to bask in her admiration, but she

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moved quietly from her seat near the front to a spot

cautiously, but a group

Jennie

face was pale, her forehead glistening with sweat. She clung to a chair for support, her voice trembling.

looked at Richard

and turned to Richard. John said,

was cold and indifferent, the words cutting like ice. “Let her

her mouth to say something, but the bodyguards didn’t give her the chance. At John’s signal, they escorted