Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

Melody's face changed instantly.

It trally was just as she had feared.

She regretted not detaining the server earlier.

No matter how meticulously she planned, she hadn't counted on lowly server ruining everything, dragging her name through the mud in the process.

Melody clenched her teeth, but her expression was one of tears on the verge of falling "Thad, how can you question me like this? What did I do wrong?" Charlie's expression remained cold. "Don't you already know what you did wrong? Fine. I'll let you see it for

He played the video.

or yourself

The footage captured her confrontation with Tiffany on the deck, along with snippets of incriminating words.

It was all Melody, saying things to provoke Tiffany, like how the Kelley family's wealth was her rightful due.

Despite the distance and the wind muffling the sound, the most crucial words were clear, making her statements all the more chilling

Charlie's voice turned icy. 'Do you have anything to say for yourself?"

If it had been any other issue, perhaps he wouldn't have been so angry.

But Tiffany was his bottom line.

It wasn't me. I didn't do it..." Melody shook her head, tears streaming down her face. "Was I wrong to back away instinctively

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How can you condemn me based on a video that was probably tampered with? Or is it that, if I had been the one who drowned, you wouldn't be so upset?" Melody sobbed, gasping as she cried.

Her performance was flawless, with no hint of insincerity.

To anyone unaware of the truth, she could easily seem like a victim

Charlie closed his eyes, his voice steady but firm. "Then was Karl following that server just a coincidence? Should I bring your adoptive father here to confront you?

Karl was so greedy that if he were offered enough incentive, he would spill everything.

Melody thought, 'Would he really go that far? I was his biological daughter, after all.

Melody stood up, tossing the thermos aside.

She said, "I see. My existence was a mistake from the very beginning. I could handle not being believed by others, but to think even my own parents doubt me..

Melody suddenly laughed bitterly, her expression unhinged.

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Amid the commotion. Thalia slowly regained consciousness, and the first question she asked was, "Did you find Tiffany? Is

she safe?"

If anything had happened to Tiffany, she didn't know how she would

Charlie stepped forward to comfort her, but Melody quickly interjected, raising her voice, "She's dead. She drowned long ago. Accept it."

In the next instant, the door burst open.

Everyone looked up to see a young woman in a blue dress standing against the light.

"Am I" Tiffany's smile was faintly mocking, her radiant face flush with health.

Melody froze.

Last night, she had seen Tiffany sink into the deep water. In those circumstances, survival was impossible. And yet, here she was, looking perfectly fine. Melody's face filled with horror.

Charlie and Thalia, however, were overwhelmed with emotion, laughing and crying as they rushed toward Tiffany.

Thalia said, "Oh, thank goodness, Tiffany is back! Thank goodness!"

"She's alright" Charlie, having already heard the news from Wayne, was relatively composed.

But for Thalia, who had been wracked with guilt, seeing Tiffany safe and sound was a shock. Her emotions swung between joy and sorrow,

"It's all my fault, Thalia cried. "Punish me, scold me. I'm not fit to be your mother..."

Tiffany wrapped her arms around Thalia. "It's not your fault, Mom

Although she had felt a twinge of sadness at the time, under such circumstances, no one would have had a moment to hesitate.

Besides, they were the family she owed so much in her past life and was determined to protect in this one. She couldn't possibly resent them.

"Stop crying. I'm fine, Tiffany said.

Smiling, Tiffany gently wiped away Thalia's tears, comforting her until she finally calmed down.

Eric took the opportunity to pounce on her, grinning as he hugged her tightly, unwilling to let go. Melody's expression darkened. She thought, 'From beginning to end, I have been the outcast... No matter where she went, she was met with rejection and disdain. It was both pathetic and laughable.

Melody choked back tears, her lowered gaze revealed a calculating glint.

Then she stood up, picking up the fallen thermos and clutching it to her chest, taking slow steps toward Thalia

Melody opened the lid, and the rich aroma of clam chowder waffed out.

She ladled a spoonful herself and held it to Thalia's mouth.

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Melody said, "Mom, I know you don't want to see me right now and I don't expect you to believe me. But for your health. please have some soup." Thalia looked at her, her expression complicated.

Originally, she had thought that once this hurdle was overcome the family could begin to accept each other, moving forward with love and understanding.

But after last night, she didn't know how to face Melody.

Thalia turned away. "I don't want it. Take it away."

"Mom, you have to drink it," Melody said.

If Thalia didn't drink the concoction in the chowder, the medicine wouldn't take effect.

Melody's tone grew pleading. "Just a sip, so I can feel a little better. Otherwise, if even my family rejects me, I really don't have a reason to go on, Melody said. Seeing Melody put it this way, Thalia reluctantly took a sip.

But she couldn't shake the feeling that there was something more than clam chowder in that sip.

Melody smiled, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction

There was something called the Obedience Poison.

Once the poison took effect, the victim would have no choice but to obey the one who had given it.

On her way here, Melody had prepared this, carefully lacing the clam chowder with the substance.

Unlike bloodbite, this poison left no taste or odor that Tiffany could detect.

Telody had gone to great

gone to great lengths.

chup

Melody flashed a carefree smile, even turning her head with a challenging look toward Tiffany, who was caught up with Eric. Tiffany's brow furrowed slightly.

The room was filled with the strong aroma of clam chowder, mixed with the scent of nourishing herbs from the broth. Nothing else stood out... Tiffany thought, "What kind of scheme could she be plotting now?

Noticing Tiffany's concerned expression, Eric asked, "What's wrong?"

"Oh, it's nothing. What were you saying just now?" Eric said,

"I was saying that Richard is even more impressive than I thought