Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 711

“This is rather strange, Tiffany thought to herself as she continued placing needles on several main temples on his body.

The precise spots she selected would typically induce extreme pain, yet this delicate man did not even flinch. He looked as though he could not feel any pain at all.

Tiffany wondered, ‘Is his sensitivity to pain dulled, or does he truly have such a high tolerance?‘

She cast some extra glances his way, setting aside her doubts for the moment.

When the acupuncture session finally ended, Tiffany withdrew the silver needles. At this moment, the last traces of night had given way to dawn. A band of brilliant light rose from the horizon, gradually spreading its vibrant colors across the land.

Exhausted beyond measure, Tiffany stifled a yawn and returned to her guest room.

The acupuncture session drained so much of her energy that she fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow. Before closing the door, she specifically instructed the servants not to disturb her.

Tiffany slept soundly and deeply, without even a single dream.

Because of how deeply she slept, she remained completely unaware of the events unfolding in the master bedroom, just on the other side of the wall.

Daniel sat in his wheelchair, his usually calm and gentle face now cast in shadows. His once–soft, tender eyes were clouded Lover, as if a dark current surged beneath the surface.

The room was silent, the air pressure so heavy it felt almost suffocating.

Christopher, the butler, gave a soft cough and bowed respectfully to Daniel. But this time, he addressed him not as “Mr. Cooper” but as “Mr. Hampton.”

“Mr. Hampton,” Christopher reported, “Mrs. Hampton has already gone to sleep.”

“Hmm,” Richard murmured in response as he idly toyed with a small stone in his hand. The entire reason for his feigned illness lay in that stone. He had not expected Tiffany to identify the source so quickly and offer a few acupuncture sessions as a solution.

‘No, I cannot let that happen,‘ he silently resolved. ‘After all the trouble it took to coax her here, I cannot let her leave. But, this should be done without revealing my identity.‘

Richard’s brows knitted together as he strengthened his resolve and ordered, “The ore, bring it here.”

Christopher’s eyes widened, and he could not suppress a gasp as he said, “Mr. Hampton, the ore has a much stronger magnetic field than this small one. Why would you go to such lengths…?”

“Go.” Richard commanded, his tone firm and absolute, allowing no room for argument.

choice, Christopher bowed again and

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ore arrd, with a calm air, said, “Everyone,

“Yes, sir,” Christopher responded.

attempt to dissuade him would be futile, Christopher bowed and left respectfully. However, he noticed Richard removing the glass

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in the afternoon, and her stomach was grumbling with

she made her way

you’re awake. Lunch has

a chair,

crafted by top chefs:

surprise, Tiffany noticed several of

she enjoyed before her

whiff of the aroma, she could not hold back and rushed

was only slightly over two months along. She knew her condition would not improve until after the

the table had been removed. A servant bowed apologetically beside her, saying, “I am so sorry, Miss Kelley. I did not know those dishes do not suit your preferences. I will

servant’s head nearly touched the floor with how deeply they

no need to do this. Just

and quickly

at the table, Tiffany pondered, ‘Was it just my imagination, or were the servants here overly respectful

though I am not a guest, but rather the mistress

butler, treated me this

only heir of the Cooper family, and, as

plate of pasta was brought out. It was exactly as she requested, with only egg, vegetables, and tomato. Tiffany sniffed it, and the

get sick this time, the servants breathed a

as she hinted at her desire to leave, Christopher

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