Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 703

From the lingering strength of the fragrance, Tiffany could tell that Richard and Jennie hadn’t just crossed paths. They must have spoken.

Tiffany lowered her eyes, a bitter smile tugging at her lips.

In her past life, there might have been something between Richard and Jennie. If that were the case, Tiffany would be the extra person in this equation.

June had told Tiffany before that filing for divorce had been hasty. But now, Tiffany realized it might have been the right decision all along.

Tiffany didn’t linger. Without another thought, she turned to leave the venue.

She had already handed over the spirit herbs to Treasure Tower. The business was set for the next six months, leaving her free to distance herself as a hands–off boss.

June asked, “Miss, are you heading back now?”

“Yes.” Tiffany nodded.

“I’ll get the car,” June said.

“Alright.”

Tiffany waited at the entrance when, out of nowhere, a sharp male voice interrupted her thoughts.

She turned to see Calvin, the Murray family’s only son, storming out of the venue with an angry expression.

“Why did Jennie leave without saying goodbye? Did you do something to her?” Calvin demanded.

Tiffany’s voice was icy as she said, “And how exactly is that my problem?”

“You’re bullying her!” Calvin accused.

only to hear from a waiter that she had fallen

to contain himself, Calvin raised his

the blow, his wrist was caught

do you think you’re touching?” Richard’s voice rang out, cold and

him paralyzed. The murderous aura Richard exuded was suffocating,

stammered, realizing

had been so blinded by anger that he forgot who Tiffany was Now, facing Richard’s wrath, he knew the consequences -could

wrong, Mr. Hampton! Please, spare me!” Calvin begged,

crack of bones audible as Calvin yelped

look of disdain, Richard released him. “Take him back to the Murray family,” Richard ordered John.

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of his hands in–front of Alijah

“Yes, sir!”

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signaled his men, who dragged the crying Calvin to a waiting car. The vehicle sped

and Richard. “Thank you for helping, Mr. Hampton,” she said politely, her tone distant. “But with this, you’ve

she addressed

just the Murray family,” he replied flatly. “He should be thankful he didn’t actually touch

had laid a hand on her, the

gaze. When their eyes met, she saw her reflection in the depths

happened in the past, it might have made her happy. But now, Tiffany quickly

said softly before hurrying down

car up, and Tiffany got in

“Let’s go,” Tiffany said.

“Yes, Miss.”