Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

As that thought slowly sank in. Tiffany wondered whether she was thinking too much.

She became drawn to that farmhouse unwittingly.

However, before she could get close, an unfamiliar bodyguard stopped her and said sternly. Our master needs to rest.

Please leave.”

Tiffany peeked inside, When she did not sense any familiar seen, she turned back.

She did not sleep well that night.

The next morning, the sound of roosters crowed in the distance. The air in the entire valley was extremely fresh. The distant mountains were lush and beautiful like a painting.

Wisps of smoke rose from the chimneys of every farmhouse as the villagers prepared their first meal of the day.

The village chief’s daughter–in–law had already laid out a sumptuous breakfast by the time Tiffany emerged from her room.

The daughter–in–law smiled shyly. “I was worried that you girls wouldn’t be accustomed to our food so I added more variety There’s toast, eggs and bacon, mashed potatoes, pancakes… What do you like…”

“Thank you.” Tiffany was not a fussy eater. She sat down and started scooping the potatoes.

The villagers here cooked with firewood stoves. Needless to say, the food cooked on such stoves had a fragrance that food. cooked on gas stoves did not have.

By the time Tiffany and Zoe finished their meals, Kenneth Harper and his group had also arrived.

As there were more people in the Harper group, they were allocated lodging at different parts of the village and so were more dispersed.

One room was freed up in various farmhouses for this purpose

On the way here, Melody Princeton was in a very good mood.

Sandra Olson said that she would take action against Tiffany on the first night of their stay in the village.

Therefore, something should have happened to Tiffany by now if Sandra’s plan succeeded.

However, when Melody arrived at the village chief’s house, she was dumbfounded..

What was going on? Why was Tiffany still sitting here eating breakfast? And she appeared so healthy too, with no signs of injury whatsoever.

In fact, she did not appear the least bit rattled.

Melody was fuming inwardly. She could not count on Sandra at all.

She was glad that they would stay in the mountains for a few days this time. If she did not succeed on the first day, she would have a chance to do it on other days.

No matter what it took, she had to get rid of this thorn in her side.

Melody suppressed her anger and asked with a faint smile, “Did you guys sleep well last night? If you’re not used to it, I can. send some blankets over.

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Not only did Kenneth bring a load of daily necessities, but he also had servants serving him at all times.

The large items like inflatable mattresses and blankets had been helpfully carried up the mountain by the local villagers.

With such comfortable conditions and provisions, their stay here was naturally very cushy.

Zoe thought the woman was showing off again. She immediately rolled her eyes. “There’s no need for that. We’re doing fine. We don’t need you to feign kindness.”

Melody felt a little wronged and asked with tears in her eyes, “I was just concerned for all of you. We’re all classmates and friends, but why do you always single me out?”

Zoe had an exaggerated look of incomprehension. “Huh? Haven’t I made it clear enough?

“Your pretentiousness is so obvious to all yet you still want to coy up to others. Aren’t you asking for trouble?”

Tiffany couldn’t help laughing out.

Generally speaking. Zoe’s venomous tongue was on par with Tiffany’s. During arguments, she did not need help at all. She could single handedly render a group of people speechless.

Tiffany wanted badly to applaud her friend.

Once again, Melody was humiliated.

With a look of resignation, Kenneth intervened and pulled Melody away. He changed the topic and said, “Are you girls done eating? If you are, let’s go,

Their mission this time was not only to donate truckloads of supplies. They were going to fund the construction of a new school for the children in the village as well.

Therefore, the charity and school had to help choose a location so that they could kick–start the project as soon as possible.

Let’s go then. Work–wise, Tiffany would never deliberately make things difficult for anyone.

She immediately stood up and got ready to set off.

Right at this moment, there was a commotion in the farmhouse next door.

Rows of bodyguards emerged from the farmhouse and stood neatly on two sides.

Soon, a tall lanky figure came into view.

A hush fell over e everyone present. All eyes were focused on the same spot in amazement.

A man walked out slowly. He had a peerlessly handsome face and deep icy eyes. He exuded an air of nobility, and his every move carried a laid–back classiness that was so incongruous with this mountain village.

Like an emperor in the mortal world, he had an imperious demeanor that could cow people into submission. The uppressive feeling people felt when facing him weighed down like a mountain, crushing everyone until they could not breathe.

Tiffany clenched her fists. Her heart was pounding madly and she could not believe her eyes.

The man who was slowly approaching was really the indomitable Richard Hampton!

To think that he would show up here in person.

After a long while. Kenneth gecovered himself and called out, “that you, Uncle? Why are you here?”

“Why? Can’t I come? Richard replied in his usual icy, languid tone though there was a steely edge to his voice that made him even more unapproachable than normal.

Kenneth sidestepped the question and said instead, Tm just a litle surprised…

Yesterday, he heard that a benefactor had invested a few hundred million dollars in Melvor Mountain Village’s development.

To his surprise, the benefactor turned out to be his uncle, Richard Hampton.

Kenneth did not believe this was a coincidence.

In the silent crowd, he secretly glanced at Tiffany.

The reason his uncle had come all the way here was probably because of her…

Melody arrived at the same conclusion too.

She had long heard that this powerful Mr. Hampton had defended Tiffany in public many times, even if it meant humiliating his nephew Kenneth Harper.

The more such rumors proliferated, the more contorted they became…

Which woman wouldn’t be envious and jealous of Tiffany?

-Melody felt the same way too.

She wanted to climb to a higher position too, but this man was not to be trifled with. Thus, she could only put this thought aside for the time being.

She did not understand what this man saw in Tiffany to make him so obsessed with her.

Melody clenched her fists tightly as resentment overwhelmed her.

At this moment, a petite figure full of vitality rushed over like a delicate and adorable butterfly.

Brimming with energy, she dashed up to Richard and called out, “Sir, did you rest well last night?”

Grelle’s smile was radiant, and her eyes were filled with adulation as she looked at him.

That was a gaze that only a woman would have when she adored a man.

Melody’s eyes flickered and a sly smile crept across her face.

This young lady’s courage was commendable. If she could really catch Richard’s eye, what would happen to Tiffany in the future?

Melody couldn’t wait to find out.

However, in the next second, Richard frowned and shot a glare so icy that the smiling Grelle froze on the spot.