Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

A young woman walked gracefully over, wearing a stunning red sundress. Her skin glowed, and her features were striking, with bright eyes that sparkled like stars. The charming smile on her lips made her beauty almost ethereal. It was Tiffany, returning unexpectedly.

Richard was taken aback. “What are you doing back here?”

Tiffany playfully touched her nose, a little sheepish. ‘Can I really admit that I turned back after hearing the driver’s words?’ she thought.

She knew Richard was a force to be reckoned with-a powerful man who didn’t need anyone’s pity or sympathy. But whenever she thought of him standing alone under the moonlight, there was an indescribable heaviness in her heart. That was why she came back, even if it was just to spend a few more minutes with him.

As Tiffany stepped closer, the sweet scent of wine filled the air. Looking into Richard’s handsome face, she asked, “How about I give you a gift?”

“Oh? What kind of gift?” he replied, with a casual smile that revealed just a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

Tiffany then performed a dance. Under the bright moonlight, her red dress swirled around her, her movements fluid and enchanting. She seemed to dance like a gentle breeze, unexpectedly captivating Richard and leaving a lasting impression.

Richard’s gaze grew deeper, the smile fading from his face. On the open hilltop, the evening breeze carried the sweet scent of wine. Beneath the night sky, the moonlight draped a delicate veil over Tiffany’s slender figure, making her appear almost dreamlike. Yet, in his eyes, no other scenery could compare to her in that moment.

After finishing her dance, Tiffany breathed a little heavily. She had never danced in front of anyone before, even though she had been influenced by her mother since childhood. Yet, during those years chasing after Kenneth, the world had only remembered her as a silly girl. Now, she was dancing for Richard for the very first time. Standing there, she smiled and asked, “Did you like the gift?”

Richard’s intense gaze held a mixture of emotions. He was not just pleased-Tiffany’s appearance and the dance she performed solely for him felt like a ray of light breaking through the shadows of his heart, dispelling all gloom. Her efforts to comfort him silently were profound.

A smile crept across Richard’s lips as he finally stood up and walked toward Tiffany. She looked up, waiting for praise, but unexpectedly found herself met with a kiss.

Their lips touched, and a cool and sweet sensation enveloped her, mingling with the intoxicating scent of wine. It was a moment that sent her heart racing.

Tiffany exclaimed, stepping back in surprise, trying to push Richard away. But Richard, ever the assertive man, tightened his embrace, holding her close.

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The full moon above was partially obscured by drifting clouds, and the stillness of the mountaintop was accompanied by gentle breeze that carried an air of lingering intimacy, weaving an almost palpable tension in the night. Though Tiffany hadn’t had a drop of alcohol, the scent of the crisp wine made her feel lightheaded, as if she were floating in a dreamy haze…

Eventually, Richard released her. Tiffany felt her legs weaken, teetering on the edge of falling. With a soft chuckle, he swept her off her feet.

‘How embarrassing!’ Tiffany bellowed inwardly as she closed her eyes, wishing to disappear.

In the end, Richard drove her home. As soon as they arrived, Tiffany dashed inside, desperate to avoid her parents or brother seeing her swollen lips.

Hiding her face in her bed, she promised herself inwardly, ‘I have to keep my distance from that enigmatic man!”

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Chapter 182-

That night, Tiffany struggled to sleep, tossing and turning until dawn before finally dozing off. When she woke dragged herself to school, feeling exhausted.

Zoe approached her with curiosity. “Tiffany, did you stay up all night? You look wiped out!”

“Yeah.” Tiffany nodded. “I didn’t sleep well.”

“Ah, that makes sense. By the way, did you hear? Sandra Olson dropped out!”

“She dropped out? When did that happen?”

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“Just yesterday,” Zoe replied. “She left in a hurry, and the Booth family sent a whole crew of bodyguards to pick her up. It was quite the scene.”

The news about Sandra’s connection to the Booth family had spread quickly. No one expected her to suddenly leave school. This meant she had already given up on Kenneth and the hope of becoming the future Mrs. Harper, but she had firmly latched onto Jordan Booth, her golden ticket. As long as she held on tight, her future was secure, and she’d never have to worry about her needs again.

“She really knows how to play her cards,” Zoe commented in irony. “She couldn’t snag Kenneth, so she’s moving on to Jordan. Not a bad trade-off.”

Tiffany chuckled softly. Others might not understand, but she knew Sandra all too well. Someone like Sandra would never be satisfied, even if she did marry into the Booth family. Whether or not she had truly given up on Kenneth was uncertain, but Tiffany believed that with the level of hatred Sandra harbored toward her, Sandra would definitely be plotting some kind of revenge.

The school bell rang, signaling the start of another day.

Meanwhile, at the Booth household, Sandra lay comfortably on the couch. Though she hadn’t officially moved in, the staff already referred to her as “Mrs. Booth,” and even Jordan’s parents dared not scowl at her. It was a stark contrast to how they had treated her before.

Gently rubbing her belly, Sandra smiled, reveling in her newfound status. She had confirmed her pregnancy the day before while sneaking away during class. So she confronted the Booth family and announced the news.

The Booth family had only one kid for generations, which was acceptable when they weren’t wealthy. But now that the Booths were a well-established family, they needed an heir to inherit their considerable fortune.

Jordan, despite his health issues, had never gotten anyone pregnant before, but their one time together had resulted in a pregnancy. As the implications sank in, Sandra felt conflicted-both pleased and horrified.

Despite her deep-seated resentment, Sandra had no choice but to accept the situation. Besides, this child would not only elevate her status within the Booth family but could also be incredibly useful for her plans. With that thought in mind, she couldn’t help but smile.

With a satisfied grin, she took a sip of juice but immediately spat it out, glaring at the nearby servant. “What’s with the in this? How am I supposed to drink this?”

“Sorry!” the servant stammered, quickly apologizing and wringing her apron. “I must have missed something while preparing it. Please forgive me.”

“Can’t you make it right?” Sandra snapped, still irritated.

“Yes, of course,” the servant replied, scurrying off to redo it.

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Once in the kitchen, the scolded servant quietly complained to her coworkers, “Honestly, does she think she’s royalty? I’ve never worked for someone so high-maintenance before!”