Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

Sidney sighed, fearing that Richard had underestimated Tiffany’s impact on him.

Garry suggested, “How about we lend a hand? We could try to persuade both sides. It’s better than letting things stay as they are.”

“Not a good idea.” Sidney shook his head. “If we meddle in this, it will only backfire.”

“Are we just going to sit back and watch?” Garry asked.

“Yeah,” Sidney replied.

Garry felt slightly disappointed, but realizing there seemed to be no better solution, he decided to let it go.

When Tiffany returned to school on Monday of the new week, she arrived early and unexpectedly bumped into Kenneth as she entered the classroom.

Kenneth was already bracing himself for a confrontation. Whenever they bumped into each other in the past, Tiffany eagerly chased after him while he dismissively evaded her.

However, their encounters were different since Tiffany’s personality had changed. Instead of showing affection or admiration, she would confront or completely ignore him. Over time, he had grown accustomed to this treatment.

He was waiting for Tiffany to scold him, but to his surprise, she didn’t lift her head. Instead, she walked past him into the classroom and returned to her seat, flipping through an upside-down book.

Kenneth blinked in surprise and blurted out, “Your book is upside down.”

“Oh,” Tiffany replied, lazily flipping the book around and flipping through the pages. However, her gaze remained unfocused, never landing on the content.

Kenneth found it incredibly strange. It was the first time he had seen Tiffany looking so downcast. Compared to her usual bold, brash demeanor, this lackluster appearance made him feel tight in his chest.

Kenneth couldn’t quite place this strange feeling. It was reminiscent of his inexplicable thrill when he learned his family wouldn’t go through with the engagement. Yet, the girl he truly liked was the kind and pure Melody, who had saved him that night, not Tiffany.

The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became, so he coldly tossed out, “What’s this nonsense? What kind of trick is this?” After saying that, he turned and walked away.

However, Tiffany maintained this state throughout the day. By the end of the day, even Zoe and Ged noticed something was off.

“What’s wrong with Tiffany?” Zoe asked.

“I don’t know,” Ged replied.

She seemed to be the same as usual, chatting and laughing with them, but her smile never reached her eyes, making her appear somewhat indifferent and distant. It wasn’t until the afternoon, after class, that Tiffany left the school alone, only to be stopped by a neatly dressed butler blocking her path.

“Miss Kelley, Mr. Harper would like to invite you over for a chat. The visitor was a butler from the Harper family, delivering a message from Kenneth’s grandfather.

The butler smiled, his demeanor polite, yet his message was clear: whether she wanted to or not, she was expected to go.

Tiffany smiles enigmatically, surprising the butler with her lack of resistance or defiance. Instead, she readily agreed, saying, “Let’s go.” Some matters needed to be clarified.

Twenty minutes later, Tiffany was escorted out of the car. Arriving once again at the Harper family’s manor, she was greeted by a vast expanse of flowers that bloomed even more vibrantly than before. The colors were stunning and dreamlike, creating an enchanting scene.

As Tiffany was respectfully guided into the villa by the butler, she saw Romeo engrossed in a chess game, a look of joy illuminating his face. On the opposite side of the chessboard sat a tall, slender figure.

The man exuded an air of nobility, his every gesture infused with an undeniable authority. His striking features remained captivating, yet they were now tinged with a mysterious chill. It was none other than Richard.

Tiffany’s heart skipped a beat. She hadn’t expected to run into Richard here.Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Hearing her approach, Richard glanced up at her. His gaze was calm and indifferent, as if he were looking at a stranger-— calm, unruffled, and unchanged. The relationship they once shared had utterly turned to ice, drawing a clear line between them.

Tiffany fidgeted with her fingers, suppressing the swirling emotions within her, and stepped forward to ask directly, “Mr. Harper, you called for me. What’s the matter?”

Fond of her, Romeo immediately set aside the chess game upon her arrival. He called over the butler, picked up a nearby calendar, and pointed to a particular date, saying, “Take a look and see which day you prefer.”

Tiffany frowned and asked, “What do you mean by that?”

“I’m preparing for the wedding!” Romeo said with a look of certainty. “I’ve long considered you my granddaughter-in-law, and you and Kenneth have been engaged for so long. It’s time to make it official!”

Tiffany laughed in disbelief. “Mr. Harper, surely you haven’t selectively forgotten? I clearly stated long ago that this marriage can only be called off. Kenneth and I are not meant to be.”

Romeo was unbothered, clearly intent on ignoring her. “You silly girl, don’t talk nonsense,” he said, refusing to acknowledge think?” any mention of canceling the engagement. “I’ve never agreed to break off the marriage, so don’t bring it up again.” He sweetened the conversation with a smile, saying, “Come on, Tiffany, take a look at this date. What do you

Tiffany stood her ground and spoke firmly, “Mr. Harper, since you seem to have forgotten, let me remind you again. Kenneth and I have already called off our engagement a few months ago. All the wedding gifts from the Kelley family have been returned, so we are even now.”

Romeo was initially unaware of the engagement’s cancellation. However, it was fundamentally a mutual decision. Now that she was unwilling, there was no reason to force a transaction that neither party wanted.

As soon as Tiffany finished speaking, Romeo’s expression darkened. Before he could respond, a mocking laugh came from the side-none other than Alexia.

“Please, stop acting so high and mighty. Marrying into the Harper family is a blessing you’ve earned from your encounters. Do you think you’re something special?”

Hearing this, Tiffany smiled. “Isn’t it true that I’m desirable? Otherwise, why would the Harper family be so eager to have me marry in? I’ve turned down the proposal countless times, yet you still don’t seem to understand. If you dislike me so much, maybe you should advise him instead of dragging this conversation on with me.”

Tiffany’s words were both biting and sharp, hitting the nail on the head. It was infuriating, yet there was no way to refute her. After all, she was the one who sought the annulment, while the Harper family was the one unwilling to let go.

“You’re…” Alexia was furious and was about to say something even more insulting when a single glance from Romeo silenced her.

Romeo sighed helplessly. “If you’re worried that Kenneth won’t settle down, I can assure you that he will be loyal to you and be a qualified husband.”

No one noticed Richard’s hand, casually playing with the chess pieces, unconsciously tightened when Romeo mentioned the marriage. The oppressive aura around him intensified in an instant. Everyone heard a sharp crack in the otherwise quiet hall as he crushed the chess piece into tiny fragments. It was genuinely terrifying.

Not noticing much amiss, Romeo was taken aback momentarily and asked, “What do you think of the date I selected, Mr. Hampton?”