Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

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Christopher wisely bowed his head in silence as an undercurrent of tension filled the luxurious, elegantly decorated villa living room.

Daniel smiled slightly and, without haste, asked, “Do you like it?

His tone made it clear he was prepared to give her the uniquely designed pen if she expressed interest.

Tiffany’s smile was playful as she questioned, “Are you avoiding the question, Mr. Cooper?”

Clearly, there was no evading this topic.

Daniel sighed helplessly, a hurt expression appearing on his handsome face, and replied, “You’re hostile toward me?

Tiffany did not explain.

In truth, it wasn’t exactly hostility she felt but suspicion and distrust.

The timing of this medical consultation and rescue had been too coincidental, and his generous gestures were hard to overlook. She couldn’t help but think too much, even feeling a sense of vigilance, suspecting his motives and calculations.

All the doubts she had pushed aside resurfaced upon seeing this pen.

‘Perhaps… this isn’t just a pen but a weapon, Tiffany thought.

As she twisted the cap, it revealed a sharp, triangular blade.

She silently gasped, ‘As I thought!‘

She had seen a similar unusual weapon in Richard’s study before.

She had asked him about it back then, out of curiosity, and Richard explained that this unique piece wasn’t available on the market; it was merely a product of the designer’s whim.

Even if one managed to purchase it, the appearance and design could never be identical.

A slight tremor ran through Tiffany’s heart as an incredible thought emerged, and she asked, “Who are you, really?”

Daniel sat in his wheelchair, his worsening condition making his face almost translucent in its paleness, yet his dark eyes remained deep and steady. Upon closer inspection, a trace of amusement lingered in his gaze.

“That’s a bit of a silly question,” he responded with a faint smile and a hint of teasing.

Then, like a magician, he pulled a small box from his pocket and held it out to Tiffany, saying, “For you.”

Tiffany opened it, finding two identical pens inside, matching in style and appearance.

She was momentarily stunned.

Noticing her surprise, Daniel smiled and said, “I made all these myself. Just small things, really, hardly worthy of praise, but it’s rare to see Miss Kelley interested.”

the word “interested,” and there was

box away and

was hardly unusual to create identical

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last bit of

slight, captivating smile, his deep gaze holding a unique tenderness, and

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scene, Christopher was both impressed and slightly shocked, thinking, ‘So, Mr. Hampton is

as his identity isn’t

brought him to

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arrived, Christopher first set down the wheelchair and then carefully helped Daniel

had received prior notice, was already waiting at the entrance of Luna

of triumph. He

hint of emotion slipping onto his face.

compose

won’t let me hug her, and now

withdrew his gaze,

Tiffany decided to say nothing further,

follow me,” June said as

misunderstandings, she placed Daniel and his group on the left side of the second floor while Tiffany’s bedroom

separated by a long corridor and stationed at opposite ends–one in the

knocked on Tiffany’s door and detailed what had happened earlier at City

had refused to proceed with the divorce, Tiffany frowned and asked, “But hasn’t he already signed the

explained, “Mr. Hampton’s assistant, Tyrone, said the signature was purely a

it slow. Miss Kelley, after all, it’s a big decision. Perhaps it would be best to wait and think more carefully

You go ahead, June,” Tiffany

June answered, then quietly exited the room, closing the door behind

while treating Daniel with acupuncture, her phone had nearly blown up with calls, so she had

a hundred missed calls when she turned it

the news, and even a few missed calls from Kenneth. The rest were from unknown numbers, likely from reporters looking

as Tiffany was about to return one of the calls, her father, Charlie, called

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“Hello, Dad,” Tiffany greeted,

or foolish. Where are you? Let me come pick you up, alright?” Charlie’s voice was long–winded, and there was

he

heart softened, and she felt a twinge of guilt. She replied, “Don’t worry, Dad. I’ll come home right now. We’ll talk it through

his tone softened as though trying to

up, Tiffany sent brief texts to Zoe and Abbie, letting them