Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Not long after the recent upheaval, Lovell City was abuzz with a major event.

Romeo was about to celebrate his birthday.

Romeo was a distinguished member of Lovell City’s high society, so his birthday was a significant occasion.

All notable figures were expected to attend, including the Kelley family, who were technically still linked to the Harper family through an engagement and thus had to show their support.

Tiffany remembered last year’s birthday party all too well. At that event, many high-society ladies had piled on her, making a big fuss about her pursuing Kenneth and criticizing her as shameless and lowly.

Tiffany had been thoroughly embarrassed, and even Kenneth hadn’t said word in her defense.

Only Romeo had stepped in, saying authoritatively, “In the Harper family, Kenneth’s wife could only be Tiffany.”

The implication was that no matter what her character was like, no matter how unworthy she might be, and whether others mocked her or defamed her, her identity would never change.

It was a public show of support for her.

Back then, Romeo had single-handedly arranged the marriage, and despite Kenneth’s resistance and reluctance, the Harper family had never backed down.

Looking back, Tiffany found that it was indeed quite remarkable.

Tiffany didn’t understand what made her so special that the Harper family treated her with such regard.

Even the idea of breaking off the engagement faced countless obstacles.

When Charlie received the invitation, he hesitated and asked, “Sweetheart, if you don’t want to go…”

“I’ll go,” Tiffany replied decisively.

Of course, she would attend.

The upcoming birthday party was a tremendous opportunity.

Tiffany was planning to give Sandra a grand gift there.

Seeing that Tiffany showed no intention of refusing, Charlie felt a sense of relief.

In recent days, Cedar Ridge Villa had not only seen an increase in bodyguards but also a complete overhaul of the household staff.

With Stan and Selena missing and under a comprehensive manhunt, it was essential to take precautions against such villains. They had to be prepared to prevent any desperate actions that could endanger them.

“When you go out, make sure to take a bodyguard, understand?” Charlie nagged.

Hearing her father’s nagging, Tiffany nodded but clearly paid little attention.

She wasn’t concerned about any revenge from Stan because he had already turned to ash.

As for Selena, Tiffany had a reason for sparing her.

She needed to keep one of them around to suffer, to run around in desperation so that it could become Sandra’s nightmare.

After dealing with family matters, Tiffany returned to school two days later.

During her absence, Zoe had been quite worried. Seeing Tiffany back, she finally smiled with relief, “Tiffany, you’re finally back. There have been so many rumors and gossip while you were gone.”

She glanced over at Sandra, who was surrounded by comforting friends, and continued sarcastically, “These days, stories like “The Farmer and the Snake’ aren’t new. The real danger is a kind heart hiding an ugly soul. Like father, like daughter, right?”

Tiffany understood immediately. News of the Kelley family’s internal purge had spread, and Stan’s family had become public enemies.

People despised those who betrayed their own under the guise of brotherly love, hiding murderous intent.

Even though Sandra was technically uninvolved, she wasn’t spared from gossip.

Fortunately, Sandra had built up goodwill over time, so she still had people supporting her, even though some took the chance to kick her while she was down.

Zoe, having overheard some of these comments, couldn’t stand the hypocritical sympathy being shown to Sandra and had started arguing with the other girls.

One of Sandra’s defenders snapped back, “Don’t blame the children for their parents’ sins! Just because her parents did wrong doesn’t mean Sandra is guilty.”

Zoe sneered, “Ever heard of ‘the sins of the father shall be visited upon the children’? Sandra is venomous.”

But sadly, there were too many blind fools.

“You…” The girl was about to retort when a loud crack echoed.

Everyone turned, shocked, to see Tiffany’s chair split in half, wood splintering on the floor.

The instigator, however, glanced at them nonchalantly, her gaze full of disdain, and her exquisite face appeared even more stunning and captivating.

“Have you all forgotten who’s in charge? Hm?” The threat in her voice was unmistakable, and everyone shrank back, cowed by her presence.

After all, Tiffany had a reputation for not tolerating nonsense, and no one was willing to test her patience.

The girls were all silent, let alone stand up for Sandra.

The boys, however, found themselves even more drawn to her.

Tiffany’s fierce temper only enhanced her allure. To some, she was like eye candy. To others, even her fury was captivating, especially to Ged.

He had always thought Tiffany was merely beautiful, but since she stopped chasing Kenneth, all her brilliance shone through.

Her bold, straightforward personality was magnetic, and he couldn’t help but be drawn to her.

But then Ged shook his head and thought, ‘No, no, I couldn’t think this way. It feels like a betrayal of my own ideal of a perfect woman’

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As the room buzzed with excitement, only Sandra stood apart, shaking with anger. Her fingernails dug into her palms until they drew blood, but she didn’t notice.

She was furious. The plan was supposed to succeed, but at the final moment, Tiffany had once again ruined it.

Now, with her parents on the wanted list, they would have to spend the rest of their lives on the run, living like rats.

Her life seemed pitch-dark.

She had also been expelled from the Kelley family, losing her status as Charlie’s niece and the once-respected second young lady of the Kelley family.

At this moment, Sandra fully grasped what it felt like to be a stray dog.

Watching Tiffany shine so brightly, Sandra seethed with hatred. But she wasn’t ready to give up. She still had a chance.

Suppressing her hatred, Sandra left the classroom and headed to the library to find Kenneth.

When Kenneth saw her, he frowned and asked curtly, “What are you doing here?”

“Can’t I come to see you just because I want to?” Sandra’s eyes brimmed with tears as she spoke.

She knew that her greatest weapon was her tears, her vulnerable, pitiful appearance was most likely to awaken a man’s protective instincts.

Sandra said, “Kenneth, it’s Grandpa’s birthday the day after tomorrow. Will you take me with you, please?”

She clung to Kenneth’s arm, her eyes red as she continued, “I know Grandpa and the others don’t like me, but I really want to wish him a happy birthday. And… I only have you now. Are you going to abandon me as well?”