Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

However, what Tiffany did not know was that after she left, Thalia hesitated a few times before reaching out to knock on her door, asking, "Tiffany, Tiffany? Are you... asleep?" There was no response.

Thalia stood at the door, thinking that her daughter did not want to see her at all. Her heart ached, and she could only explain through the door with red eyes, "I'm sorry, Tiffany. It's my fault for what happened today." When she came back, David's words made her come to a realization.

David said that she was in a bad state, but that was only a euphemistic way of putting it. In fact, what he really wanted to say was that she was too biased.

Thalia was too nice to an outsider but neglected her own daughter.

She could not deny this.

After Thalia finished speaking, she knocked lightly on the door again, but there was still no response. In the end, she could only lower her head and go downstairs in desolation. Late at night, the autumn wind blew.

Tiffany got into a car that had been parked by the roadside for a long time.

The person driving in front was June.

Tiffany instructed, "Let's go."

June slowly started the car and drove forward.

The place they were going to was Melody's house.

Tiffany thought that what happened this evening was too bizarre.

The car belonged to Yvonne. Seeing how shocked she was, Tiffany knew that Yvonne didn't even know why the car was burning for no reason.

Coincidentally, the recording device in the car was destroyed.

Tiffany sat in the back seat and closed er eyes in deep thought.

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There weren't many cars at night. About ten minutes later, the car stopped near the Princeton family's rented villa.

June asked, "Ms. Kelley, we're here. Do you need me to go with you?"

"No, thanks." With that, Tiffany got out of the car. This time, she did not choose to climb over the wall or the window. Instead, she pressed the doorbell openly.

Perhaps the people in there were all asleep, but it was Karl who woke up and opened the door.

Tiffany could hear him cursing from afar. "Who is it? Why are you knocking on my door in the middle of the night? You're disturbing my sleep! If you aren't here to give me money, I will beat you up!" Karl cursed as he opened the door. Then, he was stunned since standing in front of his house was an exquisite-looking girl

with an outstanding temperament.

Karl asked, "Who are you?"

Karl frowned and was about to curse when he saw the girl in front of him throw more than ten stacks of cash at him.

Tiffany asked, "Is this enough?"

Speechless, Karl rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was dreaming. After picking up all the money, he pinched his thigh hard and immediately smiled. "It's enough. Come in, come in." The door opened and Karl invited Tiffany in obsequiously.

He said flatteringly, "Come here. Take a seat."

After Tiffany entered, she could smell a sour smell.

Tiffany subconsciously frowned and looked inside. She saw that the trash piled in the corner had probably not been emptied for a few days.

The floor was littered with cigarette butts and beer bottles.

It was a perfectly fine villa, but it had been completely ruined.

Tiffany endured the discomfort and sat down on the sofa. She asked, "I'm here to ask you a few questions."

"What kind of questions?" Karl, who had taken the money, was open to a talk. "Go ahead and ask. As long as I know, I will tell you everything I know!"

Tiffany asked, "Is your daughter home?"

Karl said, "No. Her boyfriend picked her up for dinner tonight."

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Karl was very proud and showed off to almost everyone about it "My daughter is very capable. The boyfriend she got is a rich young master!"

Tiffany nodded and asked, "Then I have another question. Last time, my father sent someone over and gave you a check for 200 thousand dollars. You haven't forgotten about this, right?" Karl said, "So you're Miss Kelley? Well, of course, I remember!"

Not everyone would give him a huge sum of 200 thousand dollars. Of course, he would not forget this.

Karl looked very excited. He even rubbed his hands and asked, "Well, I've spent most of the money last time. I wonder when your father's next check will be given to me."

Tiffany felt helpless that his appetite was quite big.

Tiffany gave a half-smile and asked, "Do you know why my father gave you the money?"

"I don't know." Karl shook his head and said indifferently, "In short, I'll always accept any money given to me. As for the reason, why should I care so much?"

Tiffany said, "Then let me ask you, what did my father say to you when he handed over the check?"

Karl answered, "Your bodyguard gave me the money and sent a message that your father told me to treat my daughter better. Otherwise, not only would he not give me money, but he would also cripple me!" Tiffany didn't say anything.

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As expected, it was because of Melody.

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Tiffany clenched her fists. Then, she asked a question that had been troubling her for a long time but she did not dare to think about it. "Is Melody your daughter?"

"Of course!" Karl was stunned for a moment and immediately nodded. Then, he looked at her warily and asked, "Miss Kelley, what do you mean? Don't tell me you're thinking of not giving me the money." His avaricious nature was laid bare in his quips.

Tiffany said in a deep voice, "What I'm asking is, is she your biological daughter? Answer honestly!"

Karl clearly panicked for a moment. He braced himself and nodded. "Of course. I raised her for so many years. Of course, she's my daughter. Otherwise, why would I raise her?"

Tiffany's gaze was sharp.

She found that Karl's words were still suspicious.

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But no matter what, she had already achieved her goal tonight. She stood up and was about to leave when a laugh suddenly came from the door. A delicate figure was standing there.

It was unknown when Melody had returned.

And it was obvious that she had been standing outside for a long time.

She walked in step by step and looked at Tiffany without blinking. She smiled brightly when she said, "If you want to know, isn't it more direct to ask me?"

Tiffany gave a half-smile. "Ask you? What are you trying to tell me?"

"There's so much I want to tell you." Melody's gaze turned cruel. "For example, you took my position, replaced my identity, and obtained what should have been mine! You stole my parents love and everything I had!"

Melody walked closer step by step. She ignored Karl, who was obsessed with counting money and did not understand anything. She looked at Tiffany without retreating.

Her originally charming face was now filled with a hint of ferocity.

Melody said, "Tell me, why haven't you dropped dead yet?"

Tiffany took a step back in disbelief.

All her suspicions were correct, and all her guesses were true.

What she had never dared to think about or ask, after she found out all the reasons at this moment, became inexplicably ridiculous and sad.

Melody did not stop. She approached Melody step by step. "Because of you, my biological parents wouldn't acknowledge me. I should have been living a comfortable life, but because of you, I have to live with such trash! Didn't you want to know my background? Now you know, right? Bastard, you stole my place! What right do you have to take away my identity? What right do you have?"

Melody's face was filled with viciousness, anger, and unwillingness.

Her words made Tiffany's face turn pale.