Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

What did she mean by a substitute?

"Oh, so you still don't know anything?" Wendy flipped her hair and smiled provocatively. "Then beg me and I'll tell you."

Tiffany turned around and grabbed Wendy's neck, pressing her against the wall. "My patience is running out. Shut up or open your mouth."

"You... let go of me..." Wendy was frightened.

Tiffany's eyes were cold and sharp, filled with flames, like an enraged leopard that could tear her apart at any moment.

Wendy struggled a few times before finally giving up. She roared, "Don't you really know? Or are you playing dumb? The Saintess of the Azure Sea Royal Family is coming. Everyone knows. Didn't you hear anything?" Tiffany frowned. "Continue."

"It seems that you really have no idea. Then let me tell you. She came here this time under the promise of Hank to marry Richard! The saintess of the Azure Sea Royal Family. This is equivalent to half a princess!

"Only a woman of such a noble status deserves to stand with Richard. As for you? Who do you think you are? You're just an excuse he needs." Wendy raised her chin and smiled gloatingly. "I don't envy you at all now. But I pity you. Tiffany, you're so pathetic." In Hampton Manor, she heard Hank mention the Azure Sea Royal Family before. It turned out that there behind it.

was such a secret

Indeed, if one were to ask who in the world could be compatible with Richard's wealth and background, then only the Saintess of the Azure Sea Royal Family would be the right one.

Tiffany lowered her eyes and smiled. The joy and sweetness in her heart had completely disappeared at this moment. She released her grip on Wendy and said slowly, "Get lost."

Wendy stepped back and snorted coldly. "Idiot! You will cry soon. I'll wait to see you make a fool of yourself!" With that, she left in her high heels.

Tiffany washed her hands again and casually took a tissue to dry them before returning to her seat in the dining room. Richard waited there patiently. Seeing her come out, his eyes lit up and he asked teasingly, "Done?"

"Yes, let's go." As Tiffany spoke, she turned around to leave. Unexpectedly, she felt a tight grip on her waist. She looked down and saw his fingers tie his suit around her waist.

Tiffany smiled. "Thank you."

Richard rubbed her head and held her hand. The man's large palm was rough, but it carried a different sense of security. Tiffany did not say anything and walked out of the restaurant hand in hand.

Wendy, who was sitting not far away, quietly saw this scene in jealousy. The tablecloth was crumpled by her grip. "Just wait. You'll get dumped soon."

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A luxury car slowly stopped. Tiffany smiled as usual. "Let's go."

As she got off, she was pulled back by a domineering hand.

Richard frowned. She sharply caught the slight gloom on her face, "Do you feel bad?"

"No." Tiffany looked into his eyes and said something that only she could understand, "It's just uncomfortable."

Her period was coming and she was naturally feeling unwell, both psychically and mentally.

Richard reached out and gently rubbed her hair. "Had a good night."

"Yeah." She nodded gently.

"Half a month left," He added.

"Ah?" Tiffany was stunned for a moment before realizing that what he meant was their engagement.

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"Leave everything to me." Richard leaned over and planted a kiss on her forehead. His magnetic and pleasant voice was filled with anticipation and joy. To him, half a month felt like an eon. Every minute and second was torture and he wished desperately he could travel in time to that day right now.

Tiffany smiled and nodded. "Okay." Then, she got out of the car and walked into her villa without looking back.

As he watched the slender figure walk away, Richard's eyes darkened and his brows furrowed imperceptibly.

Seeing this, John asked tentatively, "Mr. Hampton, what's wrong?

"It's okay. Let's go." He retracted his gaze and his voice turned cold. "To the manor."

"Yes." John nodded. After a pause, he mustered his courage and asked, "Mr. Hampton, the Saintess from Azure Sea Royal Family is coming. What... do you plan?"

The moment he finished speaking, a sharp gaze swept over him John was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. "I'm sorry, Mr. Hampton."

Richard leaned against the back seat and tapped his fingers on the armrest of the leather seat. After a while, a cold sentence was drifting in the wind. "Kick her back to where she's from."

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Tiffany returned home and hurriedly went upstairs. Her stomach hurt terribly. After taking a shower, she collapsed on the bed motionlessly.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Wendy's gloating was still ringing in her ears and kept floating in her mind.

Tiffany heaved a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to turn around, she heard something from the window. She thought it was Richard, so she ignored it.

Anyway, he had much experience in sneaking into her room through the window. He was unstoppable while the window was not locked either.

A few seconds later, there was the sound of someone falling to the ground. Tiffany looked over lazily, but when she saw the person clearly, her face was filled with shock. "Jeremy? You, why are you here?"

She sat up in shock and reminded, "Are you going out again? How long will you be gone this time? Remember to bring the pills I gave you. Be careful."

But Jeremy just stared at her and replied, "I'm here to say goodbye to you."

"You're leaving?" She tilted her head.

"Yeah."

"Are you coming back?" She asked.

"No." Jeremy dropped this word calmly.

Tiffany lowered her eyes. No matter what motive she had for keeping Jeremy by her side back then, after all, they had been together for so long that he was much more than just a security guard in her heart. They were partners and also friends. He said that he would leave, but there was no reluctance at all. It seemed that during this period of time, Jeremy had just been trying to repay her for saving his life. Now they were even and owed each other nothing.

She had no reason to keep him anymore. Tiffany laughed and raised her head. "Since we won't meet again, can I see your face? Lord Cooper? Let me see your... true face." There was a smile in her eyes, with a hint of slyness and teasing. Jeremy hesitated for a moment before slowly raising his hand.