Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

Melody burst out laughing when she heard that. “So handsome boy, can I play with you?”

“No, I just want my sister to play with me.” Only his sister was the most important.

Tiffany gently pinched Eric’s ear and lectured, “Is this how you treat our guest? Huh?”

The little boy echoed readily, “Sorry, I was wrong…

His aggrieved gaze made him look like a little puppy. No matter how big a mistake he made, no one could bring themselves to beat him up.

What could Tiffany do? She could only pamper her little brother. She patted his head, making the puppy squint his eyes in pleasure.

Looking at the tacit interaction between the siblings, Melody’s eyes flashed with an imperceptible trace of mockery. After sitting for a while, she got up. “Thank you for your hospitality. I’ll go back first.”

“Why don’t you stay for dinner?” Tiffany also stood up.

“No, Kenneth is here to pick me up…” As Melody spoke, she carefully glanced at Tiffany, as if afraid that she would fly into a rage out of humiliation. However, she could not hide the smugness in her eyes.

When Tiffany heard this, she was not affected at all. Instead, she came to a realization and stopped asking Melody to stay. She immediately called a servant to send the guest off on her behalf.

The servant politely sent Melody all the way to the gate.

Kenneth did not expect Melody to come to the Kelley family as a guest. It seemed awkward for him to enter, so he just waited outside in the car.

As Melody got into the car, he asked, “Why are you here? They didn’t bully you, right?”

“No.” She smiled. “I’m just very envious. Sometimes, I feel really inferior compared to Tiffany. How could the light of a firefly compete with the brilliance of the moon?” She let out a long sigh, her beautiful face tinged with loneliness.Content © NôvelDrama.Org 2024.

Kenneth frowned when he heard that. “Who told you that? Tiffany? Or Mrs. Kelley?”

“No, no, they didn’t say anything.” Melody denied it but she was affirming it in a special way.

Kenneth’s eyebrows gradually turned cold, and there was a hint of anger in his tone. “Don’t come here in the future. You’re not a firefly. As long as I’m around, no one can look down on the future Mrs. Hampton, understand?”

“But…” Melody looked worried. “Your family…”

“Don’t worry. I’ve already told my family about our relationship. When Grandpa gets better, I’ll bring you back to meet them.” As he spoke, Kenneth gently held her hand and said, “No one can bully you, not even the Kelley family. If they dare, just tell me.”

Melody blushed a little under his overbearing protection, but she still nodded shyly. “Okay.”

The shyness of a little girl was especially alluring.

A faint smile appeared on Kenneth’s face. As he retracted his hand and drove away, he glanced at the elegant villa outside. He snorted coldly, his handsome face filled with impatience and disgust.

The engagement between him and Tiffany had already ended when the Kelley family personally came to cancel it half a year ago. They had nothing to do with each other anymore, so it was best for them to mind their own business.

Unexpectedly, the Kelley family was so petty. When they found out about his relationship with Melody, they even got her into their house just to humiliate her to avenge Tiffany. This family was really despicable!

His emotions naturally did not escape Melody’s eyes.

She looked out of the window. There was a faint smile in her lucid eyes. However, the moment she lowered her eyes, a trace of arrogance flashed past. This man was so easy to deal with. She couldn’t even understand how Sandra had lost to Tiffany and made herself a ridiculous joke.

It was still late summer in Lovell City, but it was already snowing in a small town 4000 miles away.

Sandra slowly opened her eyes. Beside her bed, a maid dressed in a neat blue dress was feeding her medicine meticulously and injecting her with something.

But she knew one thing for sure. She had come back to life.

She had no idea who had saved her, or where she was. Since she woke up three days ago, Sandra found herself in a luxurious ancient castle. Every day, when she woke up, the maids would clean her up, treat her wounds, feed her medicine, and give her injections. She had been taken care of so meticulously.

However, once she asked where she was, they would not say a word. The maids would only smile at her like that like a group of puppet dolls.

Sandra had panicked before, but she quickly calmed down.

She knew very well that she had died once. Since that was the case, what was there to be afraid of?

So she waited patiently.

Until today, after taking the medicine and getting an injection, she saw the maid suddenly take a few steps back and kneel on the ground with their heads lowered respectfully.

Sandra was stunned. She subconsciously looked up, and a tall and handsome man slowly walked into this gorgeous and spacious room.

The man was dressed in a black

A gown.

trand of his black hair fell on his fair forehead, making him look so devilish.

With every step he took, the maids on the ground knelt more respectfully.

The luxurious room instantly was enveloped in the shadow of oppression. A dangerous aura was spreading.

Sandra could not help but tremble a little, but she forced herself to calm down.

Since this man had saved her, it meant that at least she had some value. Now that he gave her such an environment and treatment, he would not kill her for the time being….

The man walked slowly to the bed. He reached out and brushed her face with his pale, cold fingers.

Sandra subconsciously shivered. Just as she was about to speak, the man’s hand suddenly pinched her neck and exerted force.

She was so shocked that she could not even utter a single syllable.

‘Don’t! I don’t want to die. Her strong will to live made her eyes show desire.

The man whispered in her ear. “Very good. From today onwards, you’re mine. I’ll heal your injuries, remove the scar on your face, and give you everything you want…” This voice seemed to be bewitching.

Sandra was at a loss amtnodded with difficulty.

The hand on her neck suddenly loosened.

After regaining her freedom, Sandra panted heavily. Her back was already drenched in cold sweat. When she came back to her senses, she couldn’t help but look up at the man in front of her.

The man was handsome and elegant, just like this gorgeous ancient castle. He was noble and illustrious, exuding a charm that made one’s heart palpitate.

And this perfect man had just said that she would be his from now on.