Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

When Tiffany heard about Melody's face being covered in red welts, she wasn't surprised.

After all, once the bloodbite was expelled, it instinctively tried to return to its host for survival, which caused a backlash on the person who initially placed it.

But to think Melody would end up with her face full of red spots, it was poetic justice.

Of course, rather than reflect on her actions, Melody directed all her anger toward others.

Tiffany asked, "Lucy, did you contact the hospital? How's the makeup artist doing?"

After all, this happened at the Kelley family, and Melody's behavior now reflected on the whole family. They couldn't just

ignore the situation.

Lucy hesitated before replying, "Yes, I did ask. Unfortunately, the baby... didn't take it."

Tiffany felt a pang of sadness at this.

"Who would have thought Melody could be so ruthless, kicking a pregnant woman... Lucy sighed, adding, "But don't worry. The makeup artist works for the Harper family, so we'll handle the compensation." Tiffany nodded thoughtfully

A little later, Eric came downstairs. Lucy brought out breakfast with a smile. "Sir, come along now and eat up. We'll be heading to the hotel shortly."

The engagement party would take place at a hotel around noon, and as representatives of the bride's family, they needed to arrive a bit early.

Eric, dressed in a little suit with a blue bow tie and hair combed back, had a mature, dashing look With his baby face, though, he looked more like a serious little adult

Tiffany laughed when he saw this.

She couldn't help laughing. "You look ridiculous."

Eric pouted in mock hurt. "Am I not cute!"

"Okay, you're. Happy now?" She grinned. "Now, hurry up and eat Your oatmeal's getting cold."

"Alright"

Eric took a spoon. He ate slowly and carefully, like a little noble prince-graceful, but with that cute charm only a child could have.

Tiffany held back, barely resisting the urge to pinch her little brother's adorably chubby cheeks.

At ten o'clock, a convoy from the Harper family arrived, and Melody was taken on board.

Since she couldn't cover the red welts on her face and body, her original backless gown was swapped forThis is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

d for a more modest one

Even with layers of makeup, her skin condition couldn't be entirely hidden, so she opted to veil her face with white tulle matching her gown. However, even from a distance, her red spots were faintly visible

The procession moved grandly down the road toward the hotel where the engagement would be held.

Melody tried not to look at herself in the mirror during the ride and even called Kenneth, pouting, "Kenneth, would you still marry me if I were disfigured?"

"What brought this up all of a sudden?" Kenneth replied, sounding distant.

"Last night, I drank a glass of water and ended up like this. The doctor says it's an allergy, but I suspect there was something. in that water." Melody said, her voice heavy with tears.

"Kenneth, don't you think Tiffany's behind this?" Melody said, her voice tinged with bitterness. "She must have done something to make me break out in these awful red spots, all just to make sure I'd be miserable. Isn't this exactly what she wants?" Kenneth frowned and diverted the topic. "Don't overthink it. Regardless, I've committed to this, and I'll learn to be a proper husband. Today is our engagement. Wait for me at the hotel. I'll be there soon."

"Alright... Melody replied sweetly before hanging up.

She knew Kenneth was being polite.

But she knew him well enough to know that his pride wouldn't allow him to go back on his word once he'd made at

commitment.

The convoy proceeded in grand style.

Since the alliance of the Kelley and Harper families had drawn significant public attention, journalists lined the route, taking photos and covering the event with glowing praise.

Meanwhile, in Luna Villa, June laughed when she saw the news and promptly got up. "A perfect match?"

Jeremy raised an eyebrow, asking, "Where are you off to?"

June said, "I feel like stirring things up a little at this engagement party. Care to join, Mr. Cooper?"

June's smile turned mischievous. "Time to vent some frustration for Tiffany."

She'd had enough of Melody's scheming and wasn't about to let her have her way.

June thought, "That woman has repeatedly schemed against Tiffany. Does she think she'll get her way so easily? I won't let her have her wish!*

Jeremy, munching an apple, tossed it aside. Tm in."

"Perfect. Let's head to the Harper family's manor."

Back at the Harper family's manor, the butler checked the time and called up, "Sir, it's past ten o'clock, LEwe don't leave now, we'll be late. The cars are ready. Please, let's go." Kenneth replied curtly. "You all go ahead. I'll be down shortly."

"But, sir..."

Just go."

Reluctantly, the butler and staff filed out.

Alone, Kenneth stared at his reflection in the mirror, dressed in formal, tailored suit, looking poised yet burdened. A faint, bitter smile formed on his lips.

This was his second engagement.

A year ago, when he and Tiffany were first engaged, he'd skipped the party because Sandra had been in the hospital alone crying after being hit by a car.

He felt pity for her and had used that as an excuse to miss his own engagement, hoping Tiffany would give up on him.

But instead, Tiffany had stood there alone, facing judgment and ridicule.

Despite Charlie's fury, Tiffany had defended Kenneth and pleader tirelessly, somehow convincing Charlie to keep the engagement.

Thinking back, Kenneth felt disgusted with himself.

Kenneth lowered his head, hand trembling slightly.

Then, a woman's voice cut through his thoughts.

"The despicable things you've done don't stop there, do they? Feeling guilty now?

Kenneth spun around, only to see two strangers, a sharp-eyed young man and June.

"What are you doing here?" Kenneth demanded, shocked..

He didn't have any ties to them.

Last time he'd gone to Luna Villa to beg for Sandra's medicine, the sharp-tongued Miracle Healer had mercileuly put in his place.

"We came because we wanted to, June replied smoothly, casually seating herself on the couch and pouring coffee for herself and Jeremy "By the way, your security here isn't very good."

To intrude into someone's house and then criticize their security-that was bold enough.

Her attitude was just as arrogant as the Miracle Healer.

Kenneth scowled. "Cut to the chase. What are you here for? I have to get to the hotel soon."