Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

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'What's going on?' Tiffany lowered her head to take a look. She was still wearing the same clothes, and the shoes on her feet had not changed.

But in front of her was the bustling main street. The lush maple trees on both sides were golden. The buildings she saw were gorgeous, and the castles were extravagant. Tiffany looked around, wondering if everything she saw was a dream or reality.

While she was thinking, her body suddenly felt a tremendous pulling force. She didn't even have time to react before this pulling force pushed her forward.

At this moment, Tiffany felt like a balloon. Someone controlled the other end of the rope. She floated in this dream and flew toward one of the palaces with the force of the pull.

When she landed again, she found herself in an oversized bedroom. It was luxurious and beautiful. But there was blood on the expensive Birmins carpet, which was dark red, dried, and solid.

Upon closer inspection, she found one more, then two. It was a shocking sight....

Tiffany was stunned for a moment. These deep marks seemed to have touched some of her memories. At this moment, she had a splitting headache, and memories from the back of her mind came rushing out. Thirteen years ago. Winter.

The new year was approaching, and the entire city was covered in white snow. Every step those who went out took left a deep footprint.

Tiffany looked up again. Under the lights' refraction, the scene of snow falling from the sky was too beautiful. A five-year-old girl excitedly wanted to build a snowman, but the servant beside her hurriedly stopped her.

"It's cold outside. What if you freeze? We'll build it for you if you insist on making a snowman. Stay inside and don't come out," said the servant.

The little girl pursed her lips and sighed helplessly. "Forget it, I suddenly don't want to make it anymore."

The pleasure of doing it herself was also taken away.

The girl returned to the bedroom in low spirits. The fireplace was warm, and the photos of her family on the wall also looked warm. She smiled sweetly and lay on the big bed.

Late at night, screams, shouts, and noisy voices sounded from afar. There were also flames. The girl suddenly opened her eyes, thinking it was a nightmare. But when she listened carefully, she realized all the sounds were happening. The girl got up from the bed without putting on her shoes and was about to rush out.

Unexpectedly, the door was pushed open first. The little girl looked over and saw that it was her childhood playmate, her maid, Morwen.

"What happened?" the girl asked.

"Many people have barged in. They kill everyone they see. Your Majesty has already rushed there to suppress them, but it's still dangerous here. Your Highness, come with me quickly," said Morwen. Morwen's face was filled with anxiety and panic.

The girl was caught off guard and subconsciously rushed out.

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Under the light, the two small figures reflected on the ground. The one walking behind suddenly raised the vase beside her hand and smashed it fiercely at the small figure in front. Tick, tick, tick.

The clock on the wall was still turning.

The vase was smashed into pieces, and thick blood kept dripping from her forehead.

The clean and expensive carpet was stained.

The little girl slowly turned around and looked in disbelief at her most trusted playmate behind her. She asked, "Why... did you do this?"

"Because you shouldn't be alive." The gloomy little maid raised the ornament on the table and was about to smash it down again.

Unexpectedly, the door was kicked open again. A middle-aged servant rushed in and carried the little girl away. Morwen wanted to chase after them, but the sounds of fighting were getting more ear-piercing, so she stopped. No one could escape. No one on the list could escape.

Later, in the snowstorm, the middle-aged woman carried the little girl and fled for a long time. Until the woman froze to death and the little girl was on her last breath, she met a kind-looking couple.

All her memories gradually became clear.

One by one, Tiffany sorted them out in her mind.

Tiffany did not know how much time had passed. Until all her memories came back clearly, the unbearable headache gradually subsided.

'So, this is what had happened. Oh, I see. Tiffany slowly opened her eyes.

Now she knew why she couldn't remember anything that happened before she was five years old. At that time, she thought she had only remembered things late and had never cared.

Now that the memories were unsealed, the past filled with blood and fire surfaced clearly. It was as if they happened yesterday.

Tiffany rubbed her temples. She realized she was still in her bedroom in Royal Bay when she returned to her senses. And Richard, lying on the bed, closed his eyes and showed no signs of opening. She checked his pulse and found it seemed even weaker than before.

Tiffany suddenly looked at the Treasure Box beside her. Her voice was a little anxious. "Didn't you say I can save people as long as I remember what happened before?"

"It's not finished yet." The consciousness in the Treasure Box seemed to sigh. In the next second, Tiffany felt the world spin again. When she opened her eyes again, her eyelids twitched violently. The scene in front of her was two years ago.

To be precise, it was two years ago in her previous life.

It was Felicia's birthday. The Harper family had a big reputation connections, and status. The birthday party was

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extravagant, and they invited many guests.

As the birthday girl, Felicia invited many guests to her back garden to take a look. The flowers and plants here were all precious and had been carefully nurtured for a long time. Today, the entire garden was blooming like a sea of flowers.

At 16, Tiffany asked some people to ship flowers from abroad at a high price to please her future

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mother-in-law. But when they arrived, the originally blooming

flowers had all withered, leaving only

bate stalks.

Because of this matter, Felicia was a little embarrassed. His attitude toward Tiffany was indifferent.

As for the others, including Alexia, they all burst into laughter, not considering her feelings at all

She stood in the villa's hall in a daze. She was alone and helpless under everyone's mocking gazes.

At that time, Kenneth also ignored her.

At last, she ran out in embarrassment and hid in the bamboo forest alone.

This bamboo forest was behind the Harper family's manor. Very few people came here, so it looked a little desolate.NôvelDrama.Org copyrighted © content.

When Tiffany was teleported there, she realized she was sitting pitifully in the bamboo forest. There were still tears on her face.

She was stunned and at a loss.

She could touch and feel those things, which meant that she had returned to the age of 16 in her previous life. It was different from when she was at Azure Sea Royal Family.

At that time, she was controlled by the Treasure Box, and only her soul was there. But she had indeed returned this time. 'What did the Treasure Box-mean? Did it want me to experience the tragedy of my previous life again?' Tiffany wondered. As soon as she had the thought, the Treasure Box's voice resounded in Tiffany's mind.

It said, "No, Master. This time, I want you to see the other side."

"What other side?" Tiffany was about to ask more questions when she heard footsteps from the bamboo forest.

She looked up and saw a man walking against the light toward her. He was tall and handsome. His every move was filled with

a noble and powerful aura, making one's heart beat wildly and tremble from afar.

"This person is Richard!' Tiffany was stunned and looked at him in a daze.

Richard didn't seem to expect someone to be in the bamboo forest. His cold gaze swept over, which was cold and indifferent.

'Oh, it's her, the crybaby,' Richard thought.