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.

Jennie disappeared, he’d searched the venue, only to hear from a waiter that she had fallen ill

contain himself, Calvin raised his hand to

he could land the blow, his wrist

you think you’re touching?” Richard’s

him paralyzed. The murderous aura Richard exuded was suffocating, like an unyielding force

Calvin stammered, realizing his

by anger that he forgot who Tiffany was Now, facing Richard’s

was wrong, Mr. Hampton! Please,

tightened his grip, the crack of bones audible as Calvin yelped in

“Take him

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of his hands in–front of Alijah Murray as a

“Yes, sir!”

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dragged the crying Calvin to a waiting

herself and Richard. “Thank you for helping, Mr. Hampton,” she said politely, her tone distant. “But with this, you’ve probably made an enemy of the

like how she addressed him, as though they

flatly. “He should be thankful

darker implication. If Calvin had laid a hand on her, the consequences would have

his gaze. When their eyes met, she saw her reflection in the depths of his dark pupils,

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

softly before hurrying down

the car up, and Tiffany

“Let’s go,” Tiffany said.

“Yes, Miss.”