Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

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Chapter 689

Richard turned to reach for Tiffany’s hand. But before he could, Garry rushed in anxiously. “Richard, there’s something that needs your attention.”

The movement to hold Tiffany’s hand was interrupted. Richard furrowed his brows, a clear expression of impatience on his face.

A cold aura and imposing pressure emanated from Richard. Garry, drenched in sweat and unable to wipe it away in time, looked genuinely anxious as he said, “It’s an urgent matter! Really urgent!”

Since he said it was urgent, it must be serious.

Richard rubbed Tiffany’s head gently and said softly, “You’re tired, right? Go take a shower and rest.”

She replied, “I know.”

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Normally, Tiffany would want to go with him, but today she had some things on her mind, so she nodded. “You go, I’ll be fine. Just be safe.”

Tiffany, who usually loved to throw tantrums, was being so obedient for the first time. Richard frowned slightly but said nothing. Instead, he leaned down and placed a soft kiss on Tiffany’s forehead.

He said, “We’ll talk when I get back.”

Tiffany replied, “Yeah.”

“Also… if there’s something you can’t figure out, I’ll tell you later, Richard said, looking at her intently. His eyes held emotions that were hard to read. “Alright?”

She nodded. “Alright.”

Facing such a handsome face that could make gods and men envious, Tiffany couldn’t help but smile. Her ears turned red/ so she turned her face away. “Go. They’re all waiting for you.”

With so many people around, it felt a bit awkward to exchange those intimate words.

Richard chuckled softly and instructed the nearby servants, “Take good care of her.”

The servants replied, “Yes.”

Only then did Richard leave with Garry and the others.

Tiffany wasn’t sure what the matter was, but she felt Richard would be fine. So, she returned to the villa and went straight upstairs to the bedroom.

She had already eaten on the plane, so she wasn’t hungry, but she did feel tired. Tiffany yawned and went to the bathroom to shower.

An hour later, she came out with her hair dry.

Lying on the comfortable bed, sleepiness gradually overcame her.

In a half–awake state, Tiffany had a dream.

In the dream, she was surrounded by darkness, and she saw pairs of blood–red eyes. There were monsters and many blurry figures around her. They were all shouting, “Damn it! This witch must die!”

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In the end, she didn’t know who started the fire, but when the burning heat spread throughout her body, Tiffany suddenly opened her eyes and woke up.

She thought. It was just a dream…

But in the dream, Morwen’s face was clear, as was the crazy woman, Cecilia, whom she had encountered today. They stood at the front, their faces twisted with hatred.

Tiffany sat up on the bed.

The clock beside her showed that she had only slept for fifteen minutes. It was already dark outside, and Richard hadn’t returned yet. The bedroom was spacious, with dim yellow lights

Tiffany sat silently for two minutes before finally retrieving the Treasure Box from the cabinet.

At her call, the Treasure Box emitted a faint blue light. “Master, is there something you need?”

The voice echoed in her mind.

Tiffany let out a deep breath and asked straightforwardly, “Do you know Cecilia Watson?”

The blue light flickered. The Treasure Box took a few seconds before answering, “Here is all the information on Cecilia

Watson.”

The Treasure Box could sense everything that happened, so when Tiffany asked about Cecilia, the Treasure Box was able to immediately pull up the information Tiffany wanted.

Otherwise, with so many people in the world with the same name, it would have been impossible.

As soon as the Treasure Box finished speaking information appeared before Tiffany’s eyes.

It contained details about Cecilia, along with a few photos. However, the information was disappointingly sparse.

Apart from her name, age, and the time she met Kajus, there seemed to be nothing unusual. A typical background, a mutual love story with Kajus, and then an accident that left her in a vegetative state for several years.

Tiffany already knew all this. It didn’t reveal anything useful.

“Is that all? Just this?” she asked.

“Master…” The Treasure Box sounded pitiful. It could tell from her tone that she was dissatisfied, and its voice weakened as it added, “That’s all…”

Tiffany went speechless. She had hoped to uncover something from the Treasure Box, but it was all for nothing.

She sighed and fell silent, not wanting to speak.

Noticing her mood, the Treasure Box hesitated, then tried to please her. “Master, maybe you can ask me something else? I’ll tell you everything I know!”

Tiffany glanced at it coldly. “Didn’t you fail to answer my question the other day?”

Immediately, the Treasure Box fell silent, not daring to speak.

Tiffany turned over, closed her eyes, and began to reflect on what had happened that day. She muttered to herself, “I don’t know her, but she wants to kill me. Why?”

Lost in thought, she was startled when the Treasure Box’s voice suddenly rang in her mind. “This is simple. She mistook you for someone else.”

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“Mistook me?” Tiffany grabbed the key point. “What do you know? Explain it clearly.”

No matter how much she pressed, the Treasure Box hesitated and wouldn’t answer.

Tiffany’s expression darkened. “If you don’t want me as your master, then let’s sever the connection.”

Saying this, she raised her hand as if to strike the Treasure Box, ready to destroy it.

“Wait, wait!” The Treasure Box panicked, shouting quickly, “I’ll tell you! After you were killed by Sandra, in that world, there was someone who looked exactly like you…”

Tiffany urged, “And then?”

“That person, who looked exactly like you, was the one who truly had a grudge against Cecilia.

“Be more specific.”

“What I mean is… Cecilia mistook her for you.”

At these words, Tiffany felt a chill in her heart. Her voice trembled as she asked, “What was the name of the person who looked like me?”

The Treasure Box said, “Jennie Vallgren.”

She guessed it right.

Tiffany’s hands and feet grew cold. She felt as though she had fallen into an ice cavern. Her heart sank, and she felt as though she were being pierced by arrows from all directions, leaving her wounded and helpless.

Cecilia had said something when she was out of control. “You ruined me! You’re acting arrogant and smug because you have Mr. Hampton backing you!”

Cecilia, who also had memories of another timeline, had mistaken Tiffany for Jennie, the person who looked exactly like her.

This meant that after Tiffany’s death at the hands of Sandra, Jennie had a deep connection with Richard.

Tiffany began to suspect that Richard’s love and protection for her stemmed from his confusion, mistaking her for Jennie. She felt she was nothing more than Jennie’s substitute.