Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

The moment Tiffany spoke up, Sandra knew things were about to go wrong. But she couldn’t stop it because Tiffany had started recounting the incident.

Tiffany didn’t exaggerate, but it was precisely her innocent tone that made her seem all the more calculating.

“No, I didn’t. It was really just a misunderstanding… Sandra immediately explained, “Our paintings looked so similar, even the master said so, which is how this mix–up happened. I’ve already apologized to Tiffany. This really is just a misunderstanding. Tiffany, please don’t let others sow discord between us. They’re just hoping we won’t get along

After saying that, she looked at Tiffany with a worried and helpless expression.

“Is that so?” Tiffany said with a faint smile. “But why do I remember my painting mysteriously disappearing from my room? Oh, I get it now. You must have wanted to help me win Mr. Fremont’s favor, so you sent my painting in advance, right? You should’ve told me earlier. I almost misunderstood your good–intentions because I was kept in the dark.”

Tiffany seemed to have a sudden realization while the expressions on Charlie and Thalia’s faces grew gloomier.

After dinner, when they had sent the kids back to their rooms, Thalia dismissed the servants, then turned to Charlie and snapped, “This is all your fault! You insisted on bringing that family here out of some old sense of duty. Now look! Your so- called brother and sister–in–law are trying to ruin us! And their daughter is no better. What was she plotting? She even seduced Tiffany’s fiancel”

Fortunately, they had decided to break off the engagement with the Harper family. If not, Thalia would have been even more furious.

Seeing his wife upset, Charlie hurriedly appeased her, “Don’t be angry. Calm down. This is all my fault. But if we really kick her out, wouldn’t that be too harsh?”

If they were just an ordinary family, it would be simple. They could do whatever they wanted without anyone caring or criticizing them.

But it was different now. After all, they were prominent figures in the business community. Any scandal could easily be blown out of proportion, affecting both the company’s stock and its interests.

Hence, they couldn’t go too far unless absolutely necessary,

“Hmph, that’s your problem to deal with!” Thalia said.

She was so angry that she had a headache again, so she didn’t want to bother with Charlie anymore. Rubbing her temples, she headed to the bedroom. Before entering the room, she turned back to snap at him again, “You can sleep by yourself tonight!

That was pure torture, absolutely the worst punishment for him

Charlie groaned, and then the door slammed shut, leaving him locked out in the cold.

Just as he was licking his wounds, Eric walked by with a cup of hot milk and cast a disdainful glance at his father, teasing, “I’ve never seen anyone as clueless as you are!”

“You rascall Charlie shouted, pretending to go after the boy.

But Eric quickly slipped into Tiffany’s room. He stuck out his tongue at his dad, then turned to his sister with a sweet smile and said, “Tiffany, have some milk.”

At that moment, Charlie realized something. He was the one who had the lowest status in the family.

No matter how tense the atmosphere at home was, Tiffany kept her promise over the next few days, taking her younger brother out to have fun. They went wild at amusement parks, arcades, horseback riding, and shooting ranges. It didn’t take much to keep a child happy, as long as she stayed by Eric’s side, he was all smiles.

But on the fourth day. Tiffany received a call from Frank, the manager of Treasure Tower.

She had been entirely focused on Royal Bay lately. The situation with Richard’s nephew had become increasingly critical, so Tiffany spent more and more time there, with each visit more thorough than the last. If not for this call, she had almost forgotten she still held a position there.

Hence, she hurriedly apologized. “I’m sorry, Mr. Mask. I’ve been busy with exams and nearly forgot.”

Frank said, “It’s fine, but there’s a big client tomorrow, and they specifically requested a female appraiser. Are you available?” Frank asked about Tiffany’s availability out of courtesy. In fact, she would have to go there even if she wasn’t free.

Tiffany immediately replied, “No problem. I’ll go directly to the client’s place tomorrow. Please send me the address and client details.

Two minutes later. Tiffany was dumbfounded when she received the client’s information.

The person requiring the appraisal service was actually someone from the Hampton family. However, it had nothing to do with Richard. The client was Hark, the legendary head of the Hampton family who was known for his imposing presence and lustrious life.

Tiffany blinked, still a bit bewildered.

In both her lifetimes, she had never once met Hank. She only knew from rumors that he wasn’t easy to get along with. She also heard that he had developed a fondness for antiques and collectibles, and his collection was said to be vast and staggering.Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

So, this time, he had hired someone from Treasure Tower to appraise his collection.

Although surprised, there was no reason for Tiffany to back out at this point. She didn’t want to give up this opportunity or Treasure Tower either because it brought a steady stream of income.

So, the next day, Tiffany made up an excuse to sneak out. She disguised herself and changed her appearance, hiding her natural beauty and transforming her once stunning face into something completely ordinary.

If her appearance as Miracle Healer carried an air of refined beauty, then in her role as an appraiser, she looked entirely unremarkable, someone who could easily blend into a crowd.

Tiffany was quite satisfied with this transformation.

Meanwhile, the car from Treasure Tower had already arrived at the designated spot to pick her up. Frank knew it was a big deal, and the Hampton family was not to be offended, so he had specially prepared the car for Tiffany,

They drove straight to the Hampton Manor

The old mansion was entirely different from Richard’s residence at Royal Bay. It was a massive estate, comparable to half a royal palace. The building featuring classical elements like columns, ornate moulding, and pediments, stood majestically in place with an excellent landscape.

Ordinary people would be struck with awe at such an imposing and solemn mansion, overwhelmed by the grandeur of its century–old heritage and the pervasive sense of authority that seemed to emanate from every corner.

Tiffany was amazed, but she remained composed, showing none of the anxiety or nervousness one might expect.

After getting out of the car and stating her purpose and identity, she was led by a servant through the estate.

As she walked in, the classical elegance of the place became more apparent. The entire mansion, inside and out, exuded an air of wealth and refinement.

The scenery was also impressive.

The servant led Tiffany to Hank. She lowered her eyes and greeted him politely, “Nice Mr. Hampton. I’m the appraiser from Treasure Tower.”

After saying this, she looked up and met a pair of deep eyes.