Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

On a regular day. Tyrone prided himself as the top executive assistant, the face of Royal Group. He made sure himself with a certain level of prestige. But today, he had reached his limit.

Milly had almost cost him money with her antics, and if she continued causing trouble, he might as well kiss his job goodbye. So, without thinking, every word of his sharp and biting comeback had just spilled out.

And now, he regretted it deeply. He was worried about showing op for work tomorrow after that outburst.

While everyone was still processing his rapid-fire rant, a light laugh broke the tension. It was pleasant to hear, cutting through the heat of the summer day. It felt like a fresh breeze blowing in

Everyone looked up to see a young woman standing at the door, wearing a floral dress.

The girl had delicate features and flawless skin. The soft floral dress she wore made her look fresh and bright, and her elegant presence added to her charm.

Her smile was radiant, revealing red lips and pearly white teeth, It was a sight pleasing to the eye.

She had overheard Tyrone’s harsh words and couldn’t help but laugh at the situation

Tiffany truly hadn’t expected this from Tyrone, who usually was a harmless man around her. Yet here he was, sharp-tongued and winty, delivering immensely satisfying comebacks.

Her laugh further infuriated the already embarrassed and enraged Milly, who was now pushed to her breaking point.

But despite her anger, Milly knew better than to act recklessly in Royal Tower and risk offending Richard. Even towards Tyrone, she exercised caution, fearing that he had the power to blacklist her.

So, she needed to vent her frustration. In her eyes, Tiffany was an easy target. She thought Tiffany was a soft, insignificant person she could easily crush to regain her dignity.

With that thought, Milly violently shoved aside the security guards restraining her and stormed toward Tiffany. She raised her hand, aiming a slap right at her.

“Who do you think you are? You dare to laugh at me?” Milly shouted as she swung her hand.

But Tiffany effortlessly caught the slap mid-air, her expression calm and playful. “So this is the real face of Milly? You’re so arrogant and rude. Do your fans know?”

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But unexpectedly, Milly was arrogant, bossy, and completely full of herself.

Tiffany casually released Milly’s hand and smiled lazily. “Don’t push me. You don’t want to test my temper.”

It was a warning, but some people just didn’t know when to stop.

Hearing Tiffany’s words, Milly scoffed coldly. “You? Really?”

She raised her hand again, this time with more force, creating a gust of wind that lifted a few strands of Tiffany’s hair.

Tiffany’s expression remained indifferent. “Well, you leave me no choice.”

With a speed faster than Milly could react, Tiffany slapped her twice in quick succession and yanked her arm forward, pulling her straight into the glass door.

Milly screamed, and her face and nose collided with the glass.

For a brief moment, everyone watching swore they saw her nose seemed to bend slightly.

They thought they were seeing an illusion, and they exchanged confused glances. It seemed Milly wasn’t a “natural beauty” as she claimed.

The impact wasn’t overly strong, but enough to make Tiffany nod in satisfaction. This glass door is pretty good quality.”

Everyone was speechless,

They were stunned that Tiffany wasn’t concerned about whether Milly’s face was bruised but about the quality of the door.

Milly was in so much pain, and hearing Tiffany’s nonchalant response only made her more furious. “You-you actually dared to hit me?”

Tiffany smirked, though the smile didn’t quite reach her eyes. You’ve got it all wrong. You were the one who made the first move. That was self-defense.”

Milly was seething in frustration.

She had tried to strike first, but she hadn’t even managed to touch Tiffany. Meanwhile, her nose was crooked, and her face burned from the slaps. It was her face, the very asset that fueled her career!

She wanted to lash out again, but her mind told her to retreat before things escalated further. If she didn’t fix her face soon. she’d be ruined within days. Still, she couldn’t just walk away without getting some revenge.

Grinding her teeth, Milly’s sharp eyes noticed a limp in Tiffany’s step. Seizing on this, she sneered. “I thought you were tough, but turns out you’re just a cripple!”

Without warning, she aimed a vicious kick at Tiffany’s injured leg

Tiffany stepped back, and Milly’s kick missed its target completely.

Frustrated, Milly tried again, but this time the nearby security guards had had enough. They swiftly grabbed her and tossed her out of the building.

Tiffany thanked the guards and followed them outside.

She hadn’t made an appointment, so there was no chance she’d get to meet Richard today. Her only option was to wait outside.

After being thrown out, Milly’s frustration boiled over. She went straight to her sports car, grabbed a baseball bat, and charged toward Tiffany again.

Milly snapped, “You’re finished today, you cripple!”

Tiffany sighed, feeling a touch of exasperation

Even with an injured leg. Milly posed no real threat to her. She could easily deal with someone like this, even without lifting a finger.

“Look, the reporters are here!” Tiffany suddenly called out.

“What?” In her panic, Milly dropped the bat, let out a shriek, and scrambled back into her car. She frantically raised the convertible’s top and sped off in a flash.

The thought of being cornered by reporters and exposing her face was her worst nightmare, so running away was her only

choice.

Of course, there were no reporters anywhere nearby. The street was empty and quiet.

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With Milly gone, the air felt much clearer. Tiffany leisurely sat in the shade outside the building, enjoying the peace.

She glanced at the parking lot and saw Richard’s car parked there

As lunchtime approached, employees had the option to head out for food or have it delivered to the office.

Tiffany glanced around and, as expected, spotted a delivery van A few staff members were unloading boxes of meals, ready to be taken inside the building.

Tiffany had an idea and walked over.

Ten minutes later, Tiffany, now disguised as a delivery worker with a cap and uniform, strolled back into Royal Tower.

This time, no one stopped her. She was pushing a cart, and on it were meals for the top-floor office.

As the elevator ascended, Tiffany began to feel a bit nervous. She glanced at her reflection in the metal walls. Her disguise was flawless. No one would recognize her.

Taking a deep breath, she pushed the cart onto the top floor.

Richard’s office was just ahead.

The entire floor was eerily quiet, with most of the employees out for lunch.

Tiffany slowly approached and knocked on the office door.

A cold, familiar voice responded from within, “Come in.”

It was a voice she hadn’t heard in a long time. It was low, magnetic, and soothing. Her heart skipped a beat.

Pushing open the door, Tiffany stepped inside.