Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

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Not surprisingly, the dozen or so suited assailants were infuriated by Tiffany's provocative comments.

They thought they would simply use her attempts to antagonize them to galvanize themselves, but as the fighting dragged on, they realized that this infuriating young girl in front of them was just toying with them. She could have defeated all of them quickly but instead of doing that, she made numerous feints at them to trick them into hitting their own guys accidentally.

This brat was downright sinister, cunning, and shameless!

As if that was not bad enough, she had the upper hand in every aspect and the condescending look on her face showed that she clearly despised their incompetence.

She was treating them like a bunch of bumbling fools. The assailants were furious, but they could do nothing to her.

Sensing their frustration, Tiffany asked with mock innocence, "Why? Do you guys want to have a quick end? You should have said so earlier."

After saying that, she kicked the unlucky guy closest to her. He was instantly sent flying far away as a wretched scream escaped his mouth.

The rest of the suited assailants looked at one another in shock. They had underestimated this girl.

They had no choice but to deploy that trick...

The assailants signaled to one another with their eyes and nodded discreetly. Then, all of them rushed something on the ground. All of a sudden, a cloud of screening smoke erupted. up and tossed

Tiffany was very surprised that these people had such a comprehensive plan. They even came prepared with smoke grenades.

The screening smoke instantly filled the air until the whole area was enveloped in a thick white fog.

With zero visibility and the other party having the advantage in numbers, Tiffany would be at a disadvantage if she fought them alone.

Tiffany listened to the footsteps approaching in various directions. Just as she was about to parry their strikes and then counterattack, a strong gust of wind blew past and the white fog instantly dispersed.

Under the moonlight, the man's handsome face was revealed. He was as exquisite as a painting and his bearing was akin to the Almighty descending from Heaven.

Shocked by Richard Hampton's sudden appearance, the suited assailants no longer cared about completing the mission to eliminate Tiffany. They quickly fled in all directions.

However, that deep icy voice accompanied by an infinitely oppressive pressure boomed out, "Those who mess with my woman shall with their lives."

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As soon as he finished speaking, a cloud of sand and dust flew up. Tiffany was still dazed at Richard's sudden appearance but before she knew what was happening, his long coat was wrapped around her from head down. A pristine and refreshing scent wafted into her nose. Next, she heard his overbearing yet seductive voice next to her ear, "No peeking."

Tiffany gave up on the idea of throwing off his long coat and answered meekly, "Okay."

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She stood in the same spot obediently as she tried to discern which direction the wretched screams were coming from. They sounded very far away and muffled and she could not quite make out the words. Before long, the gusts of wind died down along with the screams. After that, she felt a familiar, refreshing presence embracing her.

Tiffany blinked a few times before asking, "Are you done?"

"Mm-hmm. Let's go." Richard wrapped his arm around her waist but he did not remove the coat that covered her.

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Tiffany could only pull it off herself. However, she was shocked by what greeted her eyes. She was already back at her home!

"Holy shit!" Tiffany swore softly. Wasn't she in the remote suburbs just now? Yet in the blink of an eye, she had arrived at the entrance of her home.

If she had not experienced it herself, she would have suspected that everything that happened earlier was an illusion.

Unless she somehow suffered amnesia and could not remember how she had gotten home...

Tiffany raised her head and looked at Richard in disbelief. She asked, "You... you..." She wanted to say something, but she could not find the right words. This was just like instant teleportation!

Tiffany was so excited that she grabbed Richard's lapels and pleaded, "Can you do it again?"

Richard raised his eyebrows and asked with a soft chuckle, "What's the magic word?"

"Plea... Hubby!" Tiffany corrected herself mid-sentence and gave the correct answer.

She clung to him with her arms around his neck and pleaded petulantly, "Can you do it again? Can you do it again please?" She didn't get a clear look just now.

Richard wrapped his arms around her waist and was about to agree to her request when the door of the villa swung open. Charlie Kelley stood at the door, his cheeks all puffed up in anger. He glared at the intimate couple furiously.

The couple stared back helplessly. Richard swore under his breath, 'Plan backfired. If I had known, I wouldn't have sent my wife home so quickly.' He couldn't do anything now that his father-in-law was present.

Tiffany quickly distanced herself from Richard. She couldn't bring herself to act all lovey-dovey like that in front of her father...

She lowered her head and quickly ducked into the house. However, before slipping away, she whispered into Richard's ears, "Let's do it another day. Drive safely."

Charlie was still standing at the door glowering at Richard. He struggled inwardly for a long time before finally asking somewhat sullenly, "Do you want to come in for a drink, Richard?"

The would-be father-in-law finally extended an invitation grudgingly.

Richard kept a straight face as he replied, "Thank you but not today. I'll join you for a drink a few days later."

The engagement party was the day after tomorrow. There would be plenty of time to bond with his father-in-law after that so there was no need to rush. At that point, he could walk into the Kelleys' residence with his head held high too. Richard then bade the older man farewell. Charlie watched his future son-in-law depart with mixed feelings. He felt a little glum in his heart, but he also felt gratified.

To Richard's credit, someone with Richard's status carried himself with humility and was polite, well-mannered, and

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respectful to Charlie. As a father-in-law, Charlie could not have asked for more.

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Thus, Charlie secretly made a decision. At most... if he encountered such a scenario again in the future, he would just pretend not to see it.

At the mountain villa, Morwen Xanthus had just completed her manicure. She blew on her nails and seemed very pleased with the light pink color.

After checking the time, she reckoned the person she wanted to get rid of should have disappeared from this world by now. Morwen gloated secretly. This was the price that wretched girl had to pay for snatching something that belonged to her. After tonight, the Azure Sea Royal Family would no longer have any princesses. Regardless of whether the princess was found or not, she would disappear from this world and pose no more threat to her.

As for that wretched girl from the Kelley family....

She too, would perish from this world. There was no one left to stand in Morwen's way.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Morwen yawned and was about to go to bed when there was a knock on her door. The maid's panic-stricken voice rang out. "Miss Xanthus, bad news!"

"Come in," Morwen called out.

"Those guys we dispatched have all disappeared. Only one has returned. He said... he said that they have failed in their mission and he even received a warning letter..."

Morwen was baffled and inquired, "Warning letter? From who? Show me!"

The maid handed the letter over with trepidation. It was a piece of paper stained with blood. There was only one line on the paper. After Morwen saw the contents of the letter, her eyes widened in shock and she fell back into her chair. How could this be...

All the subordinates she dispatched had died save one guy, and it was all because Richard Hampton took action.

To think that he liked that wretched girl Tiffany Kelley so much that he did not hesitate to issue such a warning letter to make her stop. Morwen's face had turned pale. She did not even have the energy to throw things to vent her anger.

The maid kept quiet tactfully when she saw Morwen's expression. Out of curiosity, she glanced at the letter, and then she became terrified.

The motif printed on the warning letter was a black devil's trumpet. Only one person in the whole world used such a symbol as a warning. That person was the all-powerful and cold-blooded head of the Hampton family, Richard Hampton.

And this warning letter was an omen of brutality and death,