Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Richard caught Tiffany's incoming punch with a chuckle.

Tiffany tried to pull her hand away but she was trapped firmly in Richard's grasp. By now, even her cars had turned red from embarrassment.

Fortunately, someone knocked on the door at this moment.

"Mr. Hampton, Mr. Hank is here. I don't know why he's throwing a tantrum. Do you want to take a look?" John Ross called out.

Richard frowned and his " instantly clouded over.

He had made thorough preparations for today's engagement party because he did not want any slip-ups. The old man knew his intentions, so why was he causing trouble? "Wait forhere. I'll be right back." Richard gently pinched Tiffany's face, his eyes twinkling wickedly.

After he left, Tiffany's styling team returned. They could barely keep a straight face as they examined Tiffany's makeup. Finally, they smiled and teased her, "Whew! Your makeup isn't ruined this time." Tiffany blushed again. Just as she was about to reply, she suddenly thought of something which made her frown, Where was Eric? Her younger brother was very clingy. He would most certainly look for her the instant he arrived at the hotel. However, she seen the little fellow. had been here for so long yet she had nor Although the hotel's security was tight and there would not be any danger, it was better to be safe than sorry. As she thought of this, she gathered her gown and dashed out. The surprised styling team called out after her, "Ma'am, where are you going?" Tiffany did not reply. Oddly enough, as soon as she rushed out of the suite, she bumped into a waiter. Before she open her mouth, the waiter spoke up. “Miss Kelley, your brother accidentally fell into the pool and was sent to the guest room. Do you want to check on him?" 'Fell into the pool?' Tiffany's heart sank when she heard him. "Bringthere now!" "This way." The waiter immediately led the way hurriedly.

As the entire hotel had been reserved, there were no other guests around. The section housing the guest rooms was empty and particularly quiet.

The deeper they went, the more suspicious Tiffany became.

Logically speaking, John Ross, who was in charge of security, should have known about Eric falling into the pool. Even if he did not report every incident, he would certainly not have hidden this matter from her. Unless...

Tiffany's eyes turned sharp. As she followed in the waiter's hurried footsteps, she asked, "How did my brother fall into the pool? Which pool did he fall into?" "I don't know either, When I arrived there, Mr. Eric was soaked through and trembling from the cold. Mr. Kelley personally brought him to the guest room to change his clothes." The waiter did not stop walking as he replied.

He then added, "Fortunately, it was nothing serious. Don't worry too much, Miss Kelley." Though the waiter's explanation was impeccable, Tiffany was still suspicious.

However, when she sniffed the surroundings carefully, she could detect the soap fragrance that Eric normally used. This meant that the waiter was not lying. Eric had indeed passed through this area. Perhaps she was being paranoid....

Tiffany felt a little more at ease and less wary at this point.

Before long, the waiter stopped at the door of a room and bowed "This is the place. I'll take my leave first. If you have any instructions, you can press the service bell and I'll cat once "Thank you." When she detected Eric's scent coming from this room, Tiffany did not delay any longer and opened the unlocked door at once.

"Eric?" The guest room was spacious and beautifully decorated. Tiffany called out, but there was no response from inside. She walked straight in but left the door open behind her.

"Eric?" Tiffany called out again. After turning the corner, she saw a bright and roomy living room.

On the sofa in this room, a sinister-looking man was sitting there with a black tabby on his lap.

Tiffany got a shock. Instantly, alarm bells went off in her mind.

The man was Felix Quaid! "Did you lurehere?" Tiffany looked into the adjacent bedroom and caught sight of Eric lying on the big bed motionlessly.

She rushed to his side and checked his pulse and breathing. She heaved a sigh of relief when she detected nothing unusual.

In the adjoining room, Charlie Kelley and Thalia Kelley were also lying on a bed. Their faces were calm, and their breathing was even. They looked like they were sleeping peacefully.

Tiffany was so angry that she wanted to hit someone.

She turned to look at Felix as anger surged in her heart. "If you have any grudges, you can cafter me. There's no need to use such despicable methods to hurt my family, is there?" This man was genuinely crazy. Back then, when Sandra Olson was presumed dead, he used the black tabby to deliberately lure her to a house so that she could see with her own eyes that Sandra Olson was still alive.

At that juncture, she could not tell if he was a friend or foe. However, there was no doubt right now that he was her enemy. Felix smiled with interest as he watched Tiffany's reaction. "Young lady, shall we make a deal?" 'Deal? Evil creature, dream on!' Tiffany straightened up and hissed, "Get lost!" Felix's black tabby seemed to understand Tiffany's reply. It suddenly arched its back and let out a threatening yowl. It seemed to be protecting its master and was ready to attack Tiffany at any moment.

Tiffany turned her attention to her parents. She tried to rouse them by patting their faces to no avail. Strangely, no matter how she shouted or pushed them, they did not wake up...

It was the swith Eric. If not for the fact that they were still breathing normally, Tiffany would have thought that Felix had already...

"What did you do to them?" Thankfully, she still had a shred of rationality left. Otherwise, she would have attacked Felix by now, even though she was acutely aware that she was not his match.