Ch. 191..200

Chapter 191 Chapter 191 Kenneth’s almost obsessive expression and unusually humble posture froze the entire classroom in tension again. Everyone! was stunned, though curiosity and gossip quickly took over. While they pretended to mind their business, their ears discreetly tuned in, eager to catch every word.

Melody froze for a moment, carefully sizing up Kenneth. “It’s you?” she said. A realization crossed her face as if she had just recognized him. Melody smiled gently, her eyes carrying a touch of warmth. “It’s all right,” she said gently. “Besides, it was my fault for accidentally bumping into you. I should be the one apologizing.” After a brief pause, Melody asked again, “By the way, how’s your injury? Is it getting better?” She was referring to the day she accidentally bumped into him, wondering if it had affected his wound.

In response, Kenneth’s eyes lit up, his face brimming with surprise and excitement. Eagerly, he asked, “That night-it was you who saved me, wasn’t it?” Kenneth had crossed paths with assailants, narrowly escaping death as he fled for his life. Exhausted, he eventually collapsed, convinced that his end was near. However, someone had saved him. In his hazy state, he barely opened his eyes, catching a glimpse of a face partially obscured, but those eyes-bright as the stars-left an indelible mark.

That fleeting moment embedded itself deep within his heart, a memory he could never shake.

It wasn’t until he met Melody that everything clicked into place. The figure from his memory seemed to merge with the person/standing before him-the same radiant eyes that had captivated him in that fleeting moment. One glance, and he knew he could never forget her.

Melody was momentarily confused. She thought, ‘What is he talking about? I have no idea what he’s saying.

As her thoughts swirled, she remained silent for a couple of seconds. When she looked up again, her smile was bright and warm. In a soft voice, she said, “I’m just glad you’re okay.” There was neither a confirmation nor a denial, just an unspoken understanding between them.

Hearing her response, Kenneth felt a huge weight lift off his shoulders. “I knew it was you!” he said, his smile growing wider, his handsome features even more captivating. “I’ve been looking for you for so long and finally found you.” Their familiar gestures seemed almost like a reunion, leaving everyone else utterly baffled. Only Tiffany, however, understood the whole story as she listened intently throughout the exchange.

Even though Tiffany had long known that Kenneth would inevitably fall hopelessly in love with Melody in this encounter, she never anticipated that this unexpected bond would complicate their connection.

At this thought, Tiffany subtly glanced at Melody. She was charming, and her eyes resembled Tiffany’s in some ways.

She thought, ‘One mistook the other, and the other went along. These two are a perfect match indeed.’ Tiffany chuckled, casually closing her book before standing up and leaving the classroom.

Meanwhile, Melody hoped to blend in, being new and unfamiliar with anyone. As Tiffany stood to leave the classroom, Melody called out, “Tiffany, can I go with you?” However, Zoe stepped in front of her after just a few steps. “Sorry, but Tiffany is busy and can’t help you settle in. You’ll need to find someone else,” she said, not bothering to look at anyone else’s reaction before turning and leaving the classroom.

Melody stood there, her face flushed with embarrassment and awkwardness. Kenneth immediately stepped forward, saying, “Don’t pay any attention to them. I’ll show you around the school. If you have any questions, feel free to ask me anytime.” “Thank you,” Melody replied with a smile, her eyes shimmering like water-clear and captivating.

Everyone’s impression of a polite, well-mannered girl who was also so beautiful couldn’t help but be optimistic. The others gathered around, adding, “Yes, exactly! If you need any help, feel free to contact us anytime.” “Okay,” Melody replied with a hod. Her gentle and serene demeanor captured everyone around her.

The classroom quickly buzzed with activity again. In no time, Melody had seamlessly integrated with everyone.

At the center of the school, Tiffany sat atop a tall artificial rock formation, happily tossing fish feed into the decorative pond below. The fish swam around energetically, occasionally flicking their tails or leaping out of the water, lively and unafraid of people.

When Zoe caught up, she couldn’t help but wonder how Tiffany managed to climb so high each time. She tilted her head back to ask, “Tiffany, are you mad?” “What do I have to be mad about?” Tiffany replied nonchalantly, scattering another handful of feed into the pond.

Zoe continued, “Kenneth doesn’t appreciate you. First, it was Sandra, and now it’s Melody. I seriously wonder if he’s blind!” The worst part wasn’t even that. What was more frustrating was that Kenneth was kind to everyone, treating even strangers with warmth and grace, always the picture of a gentleman.

Yet, when it came to Tiffany, it felt as if she could do nothing right; everything she did was scrutinized. It was the epitome of double/standards. Just like this time, with Melody’s arrival, Kenneth transformed entirely. His kindness toward her even surpassed how he had treated Sandra before.

The more Zoe thought about it, the angrier she became. She could already foresee that if any conflict arose between Melody and Tiffany in the future, given Kenneth’s behavior, it would be painfully obvious whose side he would take.

Tiffany glanced at her, her tone calm and unhurried, her expression still relaxed. “Is that all?” Zoe lowered her head, mumbling, “I think it’s a bit unfair…” “What’s unfair about it? Trash belongs in the trash can. Why get upset over something that’s already been discarded? It’s just adding unnecessary frustration,” Tiffany replied, then waved her hand. “Come up here; let me show you all the little fish in this pond,” she instructed domineeringly.

Zoe looked up, her attention instantly drawn away. She climbed up the artificial rock formation with considerable effort to sit alongside Tiffany. Indeed, feeding the fish was quite enjoyable. Watching the vibrant, colorful fish swirling below was far more pleasant than harboring anger toward someone unrelated.

Zoe felt enlightened and admired Tiffany’s open-minded attitude even more. Just as she was about to compliment her, she heard Tiffany casually say, “No matter how many people curse them behind their back, they won’t know. Be smart; next time, confront them directly.” Zoe replied, “What?” She thought, ‘It seems like something’s off, but it also makes sense. I guess Tiffany will always be Tiffany!’ “This idea…” Zoe nodded thoughtfully, then gave a thumbs-up. “Brilliant!” Tiffany chuckled at Zoe’s enthusiastic response, feeling just as lighthearted. After school that afternoon, she used the excuse of staying at school and not going home, instead heading to Luna Villa.

June seemed to have heard about Melody and frowned as she said, “Miss Kelley, you were the one who saved Kenneth that night. Shouldn’t you tell someone about it?” Havin someone else benefit from Tiffany’s actions without acknowledgment felt incredibly frustrating. Regardless of how June thought about it, the feeling didn’t sit right.

Tiffany shook her head. “No need for that.” She didn’t need Kenneth’s gratitude. If she hadn’t mistakenly thought he was Jeremy, she wouldn’t have lifted a finger to help, even if she had watched Kenneth die on the street.

It was the same now. It just wasn’t worth it.

June hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded in agreement. After watching Tiffany head upstairs, she quietly left Luna Villa.

About one mile from the villa, a figure stood in the darkness, their features obscured and exuding an air of mystery. June approached and respectfully called out, “Master.”

Chapter 192 Chapter 192 The man didn’t turn around. In the moonlight, his tall figure nearly merged with the night. An undeniable pressure radiated from him.

June felt a bit anxious, repeatedly wanting to lift her head but managing to hold back. After a long silence, the man’s voice finally broke through the quiet roadside, asking, “Is-she doing well?” His voice was melodious and pleasant, sounding relatively youthful, perhaps around thirty. But when the man turned to face her, she saw an exceptionally refined and gentle face, though not his actual appearance.

Even after all these years of being by his side, June had never seen his appearance. He always wore a mask that changed with the moment, making it impossible for anyone to see through to his true self.

June sighed inwardly and replied, “She is doing well.” The man before her was James Quinn, a figure shrouded in mystery with an enigmatic background and formidable skills, particularly in the arts of poison and disguise. He was not only her master but also the mentor that Tiffany had admired for a long time. However, he had been absent from Lovell City for quite some time, leading an unpredictable life.

June paused momentarily before continuing, “Master, why don’t you show yourself? Miss Kelley has been missing you for a long time. If she knew you were back, she would be overjoyed!” James didn’t respond directly; instead, he said, “I can’t stay for long. Make sure you protect Tiffany.” “Yes!” June nodded in agreement.

James turned as if about to leave, but before he did, he glanced back and earnestly advised, “Tell Tiffany to Richard Hampton.” “Understood,” June replied, though she felt slightly puzzled; she was used to following orders.

stay away from In the blink of an eye, James vanished swiftly into the darkness. He left no trace as if his earlier presence had been an illusion.

After returning to Luna Villa, June shared the news of James’s appearance. Tiffany was taken aback. “Why doesn’t he want to see me?” Since she had foolishly severed ties with James two years ago over Kenneth, she hadn’t heard anything about him since. This absence had become a thorn in her heart. As long as James remained out of sight, this thorn, filled with guilt and regret, would never be removed.

“Is Mr. Quinn never going to forgive me?” Tiffany murmured as she sat back on her bed, a bittersweet smile tugging at her lips, her once-bright eyes dimmed with uncertainty.

June felt a pang of sympathy as she watched Tiffany. She gently encouraged her, “Miss Kelley, you shouldn’t think like that. Before leaving, the master told me to protect and take good care of you. There must be a reason he hasn’t shown himself for so long. Once things settle down, I’m sure he’ll come back to you!

Tiffany nodded in response. June continued, “Before the master left, he also asked me to tell you something.” “What is it?” Tiffany asked.

“He said to stay away from Mr. Hampton,” June replied.

Tiffany thought, ‘Richard Hampton? What does he have to do with this?” “Why?” Tiffany asked. However, it was clear that no one could provide her with an answer, not even June.

After a long pause, Tiffany-waved her hand and said, “June, you should rest. I need some time to think.” “Okay,” June replied and left the room.

The spacious main bedroom felt emptier than ever, too quiet for comfort. Tiffany lay in bed, wide awake, staring at the ceiling for an eternity. Richard’s tall, regal figure was the only thing occupying her mind. She recalled that night at Royal Bay when she danced for him, followed by that possessive, forceful kiss. Just as her thoughts spiraled in a chaotic loop, her phone rang.

She grabbed her phone and saw a message on the screen: [Have you slept?] The message was from Richard. It felt like a case of “speak of the devil, and he shall appear.” Tiffany’s mind was in turmoil, and recalling his “transgressions” from that day fueled her frustration. She quickly replied with annoyance: [I’m asleep!] The message was sent, but within three seconds, her phone rang Once she answered, a light chuckle drifted into her ear. It was smooth, teasing, and magnetic-so captivating it felt almost unfair.

Tiffany suddenly felt her irritation fade. Lying on the bed, she spoke in a muffled voice, “It’s voice, “It’s late; is there something you need?” Richard raised an eyebrow, his tone as relaxed and lazy as always. “Lucifer says it misses you and looks pitiful, so I had to let it have its way.” Richard had a well-behaved tiger lounging at his feet on the other end of the line at Royal Bay. However, the tiger seemed perplexed by the comment and immediately launched into denials as though it was saying, “Not me! I didn’t say that! Don’t make stuff up!” Richard’s intense gaze, the tiger instantly backed down. It began to whimper and whine, sounding like it was trying to be to earn its keep. cute. After all, even the king of beasts had to put on a sho Hearing this, Tiffany felt guilty. The large pet was her responsibility, yet it had been left at Royal Bay under Richard’s care. She had been so caught up in her life that she often forgot about Lucifer. It made her realize how unfit she was as a pet owner.

“I’m sorry,” Tiffany said. “How about this? I’ll come to pick it up tomorrow. It’s been too much trouble for you to take care of it all this time.” Bringing Lucifer home was out of the question; her father would lose his mind. The only solution was to devise an excuse to leave Lucifer at Luna Villa. That way, it would be a win-win situation for everyone.

When Richard heard this, his expression immediately darkened. It was one thing for Tiffany to act so formally with him suddenly, but now she also wanted to take custody. If she took Lucifer away, there would be no more ties left between them, and she would likely never return to Royal Bay again..

Richard immediately said, “Lucifer is used to staying at Royal Bay and doesn’t want to leave.” After speaking, he glanced down at Lucifer by his feet with a faint smile and asked, “Right?

Lucifer immediately began to whimper, clearly showing that it had no intention of leaving-if forced to, it might just starve itself. It rolled on the ground in protest, but deep down, it could only sigh. Life as a tiger was challenging indeed.

Although Tiffany couldn’t see Lucifer’s actions, she could roughly grasp its meaning from the sounds it made. She sighed helplessly and said, “What should I do then?” Just come visit it when you have the time,” Richard replied.

“Alright,” Tiffany agreed, feeling like that was the only option left An odd feeling surfaced in her heart, almost like they were a couple fighting for child custody. She shuddered at the thought and quickly dismissed it. “I’ll come visit it another day,” Tiffany said, stifling a yawn. “It’s late. You should get some rest. Goodnight!” “Goodnight,” Richard replied.

After the call ended, Tiffany still couldn’t fall asleep. Meanwhile, back at Royal Bay, Lucifer happily nuzzled Richard’s pants as if seeking praise for its outstanding performance. Richard laughed and instructed the servant to prepare a serving of premium beef for the day’s little hero. Lucifer joyfully ran off.

At that moment, Garry approached and nodded. “Richard, the person we’re looking for, revealed his whereabouts an hour ago. We can confirm he’s in Lovell City!”

Chapter 193 Chapter 193 Upon hearing this, Richard’s expression remained calm and indifferent as he asked, “Ha “No,” Garry replied.

we found him?” “Why are you reporting if there’s nothing?” Richard replied, clearly frustrated. It was pointless to say anything after so long without capturing the target.

Garry immediately responded, “This time, I’ll ensure he’s trapped in Lovell City and doesn’t get away!” “You said the same thing last time,” Richard pointed out.

Garry was momentarily at a loss for words. In front of others, he could stand tall, but now he looked pitiful, his expression mirroring that of Lucifer, who had just been forced to perform. He appeared weak, vulnerable, and helpless.

Richard glanced at him and said flatly, “Find his exact location and seal off the area. This time, I’ll take matters into my own hands.” Upon hearing this, Garry instantly felt elated. “That’s great!” he exclaimed.

They had clashed with the mysterious figure known as Codename K many times, and each time they were close to capturing him, he would slip away without a trace, as elusive as an eel. Despite numerous plans and attempts, he always managed to escape, which was incredibly frustrating.

With Richard personally stepping in this time, Garry felt confident that even Codename K, with all his cunning abilities, wouldn’t be able to escape. His spirits lifted, and he immediately went off to get to work.

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When Tiffany entered the classroom for her lesson the next day, she immediately noticed that her seat had been carefully wiped down, and a cute bow was playfully tied on the back of the chair. Upon closer inspection, even the slightly disorganized books in her drawer had been neatly arranged. Tiffany frowned at the sight.

Zoe couldn’t have done this, as she knew Tiffany didn’t like anyone tampering with her things. As Tiffany flipped through her books, she quickly realized that the paper she had tucked inside was missing. That paper contained her rough ideas for her following script.

Tiffany had forgotten to take it with her when she left yesterday, and now it was gone. She frowned, and before she could say anything, she noticed Melody smiling shyly beside her. “Tiffany, I organized all of this for you. You don’t mind, do you?” Tiffany replied flatly, “Yes, I do mind. So in the future, please keep your hands to yourself and don’t touch my things.” The students present were taken aback, not expecting her to respond so bluntly. It was utterly unfiltered and unapologetic.

Upon hearing this, Melody’s smile faded, and she quickly stepped back, accidentally bumping her knee against the corner of a nearby desk. Ignoring the pain, she nervously apologized, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I just, I just wanted to be friends with you.” Melody held back her feelings of grievance, making Tiffany seem all the more aggressive and unreasonable in comparison. Some students wanted to step in and say something in her defense, but given Tiffany’s overbearing presence, ultimately, no one dared to speak up.

They were too afraid to speak up, but someone did have the courage.

Kenneth walked into the classroom and, without saying a word, positioned himself protectively in front of Melody. With a stern expression, he angrily questioned, “She was just trying to help you out. What do you have to be upset if you’re not grateful?” After saying this, Kenneth’s voice turned cold, laced with a warning. “Tiffany, don’t go too far.” Those words sounded so familiar to Tiffany. She sneered, her expression devoid of warmth. Kenneth had said something similar in the past when he was protecting Sandra, and now, with Melody, his words were even more intense.

“I’ll give you some advice too,” Tiffany suddenly smiled, each word clear and deliberate. “Mind your people, or one day, when something happens, you won’t even know how you got into trouble.” He threatened her, and she countered with an even more intimidating remark. Those with nothing to lose fear nothing, so she had no reason to be afraid.

“You…” Kenneth was taken aback, not expecting her to be so stubborn. Her words cut deeply, and there was no sign of hesitation in her eyes. He couldn’t help but grow angry, saying, “Is it that hard to apologize?” Tiffany laughed. “Why should I apologize? Does being weak make someone right? Is it just because you have a strong presence?” Her mocking laughter was laced with sharp barbs, leaving Kenneth speechless and so frustrated that he lost his temper. “You’re unreasonable!” he exclaimed before grabbing Melody and leaving the classroom.

Trailing behind Kenneth, Melody felt the anger radiating from him and was filled with guilt, her eyes welling up with tears. “You shouldn’t have stood up for me. I was wrong to begin with. If I apologized, maybe Tiffany would forgive me. But now, this means…” “Don’t get involved with that mad woman anymore!” Kenneth interrupted her, continuing, “Someone like her is completely unreasonable, stubborn, and arrogant!” He criticized Tiffany several times before concluding, “Stay away from her; there’s no need to be friends with someone like that.” “Okay.” Melody lowered her head, appearing somewhat sad. “I just wanted to get along with everyone.” “It’s okay; everyone likes you.” Kenneth smiled reassuringly, except for Tiffany, of course.

“You’re a great person. Don’t let what happened today make you doubt yourself. No matter what, I’m still your friend,” Kenneth said.

Melody came from a less privileged background and didn’t know anyone at the elite school filled with wealthy heirs. As a newcomer, it was natural for her to want to make friends with everyone. Kenneth understood this well. However, he also spoke the truth; aside from a few individuals, Melody’s sweet and gentle personality made her genuinely likable wherever she went.

“Thank you so much.” Hearing him say that lifted Melody’s spirits. She looked up with a bright smile, and her mood significantly improved.

Kenneth shifted his gaze awkwardly and noticed her knee. Her knee was bruised and discolored beneath the hem of her school uniform skirt. He couldn’t help but ask, “What happened?” “Ah, I just bumped it a little earlier, but it’s nothing serious,” Melody replied.

“I can’t let that go. I’m taking you to put some medicine on it,” Kenneth said, refusing to take no for an answer as he pulled Melody toward the school infirmary.

As they walked together, many people passed by, noticing the two of them holding hands. The handsome boy and beautiful girl made a strikingly perfect pair.

Those who recognized Kenneth exchanged flirtatious glances and teasing smiles. Some even whistled and asked, “Mr. Harper, is she your girlfriend?” “Don’t talk nonsense!” Kenneth shot them an amused glare, his tone a mix of annoyance and humor. He didn’t stop walking or let go of Melody’s hand as he led her to tend to her injury.

When they arrived at the school clinic, the doctor examined Melody’s injury, adjusted his reading glasses, and said calmly, “Just apply some medicine, and it will be fine.” Kenneth looked worried and pressed, “Are you sure just applying some medicine is enough? That bruise looks quite serious. Shouldn’t we get it checked out?” “There’s no need.” The doctor wanted to say more but was cut off by Melody, who said, “It’s fine. Just applying medicine will do. I’m not in much pain, Mr. Harper, so you don’t need to worry.” “Alright.” He finally relented.

While applying the medicine, a teacher passing by called to Kenneth at the door. Melody remained seated in the chair, unsure what she had done, and the bruise on her knee seemed to worsen.

Chapter 194 Chapter 194 It was as if the color that had just faded was now being restored. The doctor, an older man, saw the change in her bruise and sighed inwardly. He initially wanted to say something earlier, but Melody interrupted. Now, he shook his head, recognizing that young people could be impressive.

A few minutes later, when Kenneth entered, he noticed that Melody’s injury seemed to have worsened compared to before. He furrowed his brow, about to ask the doctor if there had been a misdiagnosis, wondering how it could be so severe while the doctor claimed it was nothing.

However, before he could speak, Melody reached out and stopped him. She smiled and said, “The bruise will be fine once massaged. It’s my fault for being careless and bumping it like this.” Kenneth remained silent, but the furrow in his brow showed no signs of easing. He thought, ‘If it weren’t for Tiffany’s aggressiveness, Melody wouldn’t have injured herself. Yet, she only acknowledges her faults without placing any blame on others. How can there be such a stark difference between people?’ The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

Meanwhile, Zoe and Ged were furious in the classroom after hearing about the incident. “How can she be audacious to touch someone else’s belongings and still feel justified? What kind of relationship do they have? They aren’t even close. Why does she act like she owns the place?” Zoe said.

“Exactly!” Ged nodded emphatically. “How is it any different from kidnapping when she doesn’t consider someone else’s feelings? And then she ends up playing the victim? I’m speechless! As for that, Mr. Harper, I advise him to donate his eyes to someone in need.” Besides Tiffany, Ged was the only one in the class bold enough to confront Kenneth openly, regardless of whether Kenneth was present. Even if it meant pointing a finger at him and cursing him directly, Ged felt no fear.

Tiffany felt a faint warmth in her heart as she listened. After all, at least some people shared her likes and dislikes. She smiled and said, “Alright, just ignore the people you don’t like. No need to say more; it’s not worth it.” Once Tiffany spoke up, the two finally fell silent, though their anger remained. They didn’t express it outwardly, but they continued to grumble inwardly.

Perhaps the conflict from today intensified Kenneth’s dislike for Tiffany. In the following days, he and Melody spent time together, eating and going in and out as a pair. Melody no longer tried to engage Tiffany but occasionally glanced at her with a look of regret and guilt, as if she wanted to seek forgiveness but didn’t want to make things awkward.

It made Zoe grind her teeth in frustration. Tiffany wrapped her arm around her and said, “Haven’t you always wanted to meet your idol? How about I take you to see her today?” Today was Friday, and they could still make it to Abbie’s last filming scene.

“Really?” Zoe’s attention was instantly captured, and she nodded enthusiastically in agreement.

The two got into the car and went to the newly opened film studio in Lovell City. “Dreams of Rising” had officially started production, and the secrecy measures were well enforced.

Before the filming began, everyone in the crew had to surrender their phones to prevent leaks or spoilers. With such tight security, there were no online news or behind-the-scenes photos. While the scenes were being filmed, the area was completely sealed off, making it impossible for unauthorized personnel to get anywhere near.

When Zoe arrived, she nervously asked, “Tiffany, you’re not planning to sneak in with me, are you?” “What are you thinking?” Tiffany laughed as she glanced at her and said, “We’re just going to walk in openly.” “But… is that allowed? Won’t we get kicked out?” Zoe said, feeling increasingly anxious along the way.

Tiffany, however, remained calm and collected, approaching with a graceful stride and surveying her domain. Zoe braced herself as they reached the perimeter, expecting to be stopped. To her surprise, a staff member politely greeted, “Hello, Miss. Kelley,” and opened the barrier for them.

She thought, ‘Did we get in so smoothly?’ Zoe felt a bit dizzy.

However, before she could overthink, Tiffany tilted her chin and gestured, “See? It’s right up ahead.” Abbie was performing a scene involving a car accident without a stunt double 65 feet away. This dangerous shot had to be done by her efforts. Of course, to ensure safety and the effect of being knocked over later, the scene required a harness for safety.

They arrived at just the right moment to see a black car racing toward Abbie. She was suddenly struck, her body propelled into the air before crashing to the ground. Blood began to seep out as she lay there, her eyes reflecting shock and disbelief, slowly losing focus.

“Cut!” Oliver exclaimed with satisfaction, having achieved a perfect take in one go. He couldn’t help but appreciate how enjoyable it was to work with such a talented actress.

If Oliver had any lingering dissatisfaction before, it had vanished entirely, replaced by admiration and respect for Abbie.

It was Zoe’s first time witnessing a live shoot, particularly one that was so thrilling and intense. Just moments before, she had nearly screamed in fright, but she managed to hold it in.

Tiffany chuckled and patted Zoe on the shoulder before striding forward. When Oliver saw her approach, he greeted her with a smile and then leaned in to speak quietly, “You made the right choice,” referring to the casting decision.

At first, he had his eye on a very talented newcomer, but unfortunately, they lacked the control needed for the role, so they didn’t pass the audition. Now, Abbie ultimately won over him.

Tiffany smiled and leaned in, lowering her voice to ask, “I’m working on a script. Could you help me get an introduction if you know any directors?” “Of course!” Oliver readily agreed.

Tiffany then walked over to Abbie’s trailer, which she had arranged for her. Even though Abbie had once been a top actress, she was now overlooked and had to settle for a position typically given to newcomers.

However, Tiffany insisted that the company arrange for Abbie according to the standards of a top actress. The meaning was clear: she never shortchanged her people, often being more generous than anyone would be. As a result, everyone at StarRise Entertainment was well aware of how much Tiffany valued Abbie.

Nevaeh was in the trailer with Abbie, helping her remove makeup and change clothes. The blood in the earlier scene looked frightening, so they needed to address it immediately after the shoot. When she saw Tiffany personally come to visit, Nevaeh was both surprised and delighted. She quickly stood up to greet Tiffany. “Bo-” She was mindful of the outsiders and the assistant nearby, so she had to change her words. “Miss Kelley, you’re here! Come on, have a seat!” The distinction was significant. The assistant nearby assumed this was a prominent figure in the company and didn’t think to look higher up, so they followed suit and greeted her with a polite “Hello, Miss Kelley.” Tiffany got into the car but turned to find that Zoe still hadn’t come up. She said to Abbie, who had just finished changing, “There’s a little fan of yours below.” Since Tiffany personally brought her over, how could Abbie treat Zoe as just a little fan? She exited the car to invite her up, only to bump into Zoe, who was peeking in curiously.

“Abbie… Abbie Hopkins?” Zoe stammered.

Chapter 195 Chapter 195 Usually quick-witted, Zoe was now stuttering.

“Yes, it’s me,” Abbie replied with a smile. “Thank you for liking me.” “No, no, no, you deserve it! You acted so well; I watch every one of your films!” Zoe said, her eyes sparkling with hope and excitement. “Can I take a photo with you?” “Of course,” Abbie said.

“Then… could I also get an autograph?” Zoe asked.

“Sure,” Abbie replied readily.

Zoe squealed, her face flushed with excitement, and she looked every bit the devoted fan. After successfully getting her photo and autograph, Tiffany said, “Let’s all get in the car and grab something to eat.” The destination was the most upscale fondue restaurant in Lovell City. Even after entering the private room and placing their orders, Zoe remained in a daze, still processing the excitement of her encounter.

She could never have imagined that she would get to have dinner with her favorite actress in her lifetime. She was excited and about to jump up and kiss Tiffany when the private room door suddenly swung open.

A glamorous woman, dressed to the nines and wearing oversized sunglasses that obscured her face, entered uninvited Adorned in luxury designer clothes and jewelry that exuded wealth, she appeared to be more of a troublemaker than a guest.

Nevaeh inquired, “May I ask who you are?” “Who do you think I am?” The woman removed her sunglasses, revealing a face full of charm and allure.

It turned out to be Milly Beck, a top-tier star in her prime. Furthermore, she was the rumored girlfriend of the man who had betrayed Abbie.

Nevaeh had just been with Abbie and was unaware of the backstory. Sensing that the visitor didn’t come with good intentions, she asked, “What brings you here, Miss Beck?” “I just came to check on Abbie,” she said casually. “I don’t have any other intentions. We’re all old friends here, so if Abbie ever needs anything, please get in touch with us.” With an arrogant smile, Milly added, “Both Freddie and I are more than happy to help!” Upon hearing this, Nevaeh’s face lit up with joy. Milly was a rising star, and Freddie had even won a Best Actor award the previous year. Both are hot commodities in the industry, so their willingness to assist would greatly benefit Abbie’s comeback.

Just as Nevaeh was about to agree, she noticed that Abbie’s expression was colder than usual. Abbie’s gaze was fixed directly on Milly as she uttered, “Get lost.” “Looks like Abbie still has that bad temper,” Milly chuckled, her laughter ringing out. “Do you think you can make a comeback with your notorious reputation? Don’t kid yourself; once you’re seen as spoiled goods, that’s how it is.” With a taunting smile, Milly turned to leave, clearly reveling in the confrontation.

She made her exit with flair, exuding an air of arrogance. However, just as she took her first step away, a lazy voice called out behind her.

“You’re Milly Beck, right?” Tiffany asked calmly, her posture relaxed. Yet the words that followed sent a chill down everyone’s spine. “You were also on Maple Grove Avenue that night two years ago, weren’t you?” The two years she referred to coincided with the incident when Freddie accidentally injured someone, leading Abbie to step forward and take the blame for him. The secret was known only to Abbie and Freddie, while the rest remained unaware of the incident’s details.

Upon hearing those words, Milly’s expression shifted dramatically. She had been the one to suggest that plan to Freddie, but she never expected Abbie to be foolish enough to agree to it.

She thought, ‘How did this delicate-looking girl know about it?’ Milly quickly denied, “I don’t understand. I have no idea what you’re talking about!” “It’s okay if you don’t understand. Just know that the knife hanging over your head can drop at any moment!” Tiffany said.

Upon hearing this, Milly’s expression turned to one of shock. She looked at Tiffany and saw her smiling innocently, her angelic face betraying an unsettling hint of something more sinister in her eyes.

Milly ran off in fear, leaving the private room in a panic. She fled in a chaotic and defeated state, contrasting her earlier bravado and confidence.

Tiffany clicked her tongue in dissatisfaction, remarking, “Is there any sense of courtesy? She could at least close the door on her way out.” The assistant quietly stood up and closed the door, restoring the atmosphere to its pleasantness before Milly’s confrontation. Nevaeh, while unaware of the full context, had been in the industry for many years before StarRise Entertainment brought her on board, so she had some inkling of what was going on. However, she chose not to address it at that moment.

The one most shocked was Abbie. She stared incredulously at Tiffany, unable to fathom how Tiffany knew about the incident. It was reminiscent of when Abbie confidently asserted that she hadn’t intentionally harmed anyone during her transition to a new agency.

Amidst the blame and scorn from everyone, it was only Tiffany who stood unwaveringly by Abbie’s side, defending her, when Milly, who had once supported her, turned around to insult her. Abbie lowered her gaze to the bubbling cheese sauce before her, the steam rising around her, mirroring the mist gathering in her eyes.

When they had nearly finished eating, Tiffany stood up, saying she needed to go to the restroom, and Abbie immediately followed her out. They walked side by side. Abbie asked, “How did you know the incident happened on Maple Grove Avenue two years ago? And how did you know Milly was there, too?” “I not only know that, bu I also know that the idea came from Milly, didn’t it?” Tiffany replied with a relaxed smile.

Abbie was even more shocked to hear this. “Where did you find out about that,” she said, bewildered.

It was something she had only learned after being released from prison, when Milly had deliberately come to taunt her, bragging about the actual events from that time. But by then, she had already been trampled into the dust. Even knowing the truth, she couldn’t see how to compete with Milly and Freddie now.

Tiffany said casually, “You were the one who told me.” “I told you? That’s impossible; I didn’t even know you back then! Abbie said.

Abbie was about to ask more when Tiffany suddenly stopped and said earnestly, “You did tell me.” However, it was on her previous encounter.

Abbie faced an uphill battle for a comeback, enduring countless hardships and scrutiny. In desperation, she revealed the events of that year to the public. Yet, with just a few words from her, no one would believe it. No one cared about her innocence; they only accused her of being dramatic and trying to clear her name.

In the end, Abbie never managed to redeem herself, and after that, she faded into obscurity, unable to rise again.

She still didn’t believe her, so Tiffany reached out and patted her shoulder. “What happened in the past doesn’t matter. The important thing is that you’re mine now, and I won’t let my people suffer.” The phrase “you’re mine now” felt a bit off to Abbie. She paused momentarily, looking at Tiffany suspiciously, only to see her wink at her playfully. There wasa an unmistakable cleverness in her expression. Her captivating features radiated a brilliance tht made it hard to look away.

Abbie felt a tightness in her nose, suddenly overwhelmed by the urge to cry. During her darkest year, she had constantly longed for someone to reach out and pull her from the abyss. Yet, despite encountering many people along the way, all she received were stones thrown into the well, deepening her despair.

Now, she felt incredibly fortunate to have encountered Tiffany.

Chapter 196 Chapter 196 Tiffany’s smile deepened. She opened her arms, saying, “Alright, don’t cry. Worst case, I’ll hug you.” Abbie couldn’t help but laugh at that and then, taking it seriously, stepped forward and hugged Tiffany. “Thank you,” she whispered.

Tiffany patted Abbie’s back with a sigh, jokingly lamenting, “I don’t know how to respond when you thank me like that. Warm and soft in my arms like this, I almost wish I were a man. What a shame, what a shame.” Abbie was stunned; her heartfelt gratitude evaporated the moment she heard that. “S****bag!” she muttered, half exasperated.

Tiffany laughed, her voice light and crisp, catching people’s attention. After all, with two stunning beauties whose figures were jaw-dropping and whose looks could rival legendary beauties, it was no wonder anyone passing by couldn’t help but take a second look.

When the two returned to the private room, it was clear to everyone that Abbie’s previously gloomy mood had lifted entirely in the brief time they had stepped out. After finishing their meal, Tiffany paid the bill, and the group finally left the fondue restaurant.

Abbie, Nevaeh, and the assistant entered their van and left while Tiffany and Zoe entered another car. “I’ll drop you off first,” Tiffany said, yawning as she instructed the driver to head toward Zoe’s place.

By this time, night had fallen, and the city lights were starting to glow against the dark sky. Even as they arrived at her doorstep, Zoe still seemed dazed, almost as if she’d lost her senses. She kept pinching her cheeks to check if she was dreaming and occasionally pulled out a photo of her and Abbie, staring at it to reassure herself that all of this was real.

Zoe covered her face with both hands and sighed. “Oh my God, today felt like a dream!” Tiffany chuckled. “Is that all you’ve got? Alright, go on up. I’ll head back now.” “Okay! Thanks, Tiffany!” Zoe waved excitedly as the car pulled away.

“Where to next, Miss Kelley?” the driver, David, asked.

Tiffany thought for a moment. She recalled that Lucifer had missed her, according to yesterday’s phone call. So she said, “Let’s go to Royal Bay.” “Understood,” David replied as he drove towards Royal Bay.

It was the first time Tiffany had missed her mark. She arrived, only to find that Richard was not at home.

When the servant saw her arrive, she quickly opened the door to let the car in and nodded, saying, “Miss Kelley, Mr. Hampton isn’t home, but he mentioned that if you came, you should feel free to make yourself at home and not be too formal.” “Thank you,” Tiffany said without elaborating, heading straight for the backyard.

It seemed to sense her presence, and Lucifer bounded over joyfully. However, given its large size, the force of its approach could easily knock Tiffany over. So, as it got close, it skillfully came to a halt, obediently crouching at her feet.

“Lucifer is obedient,” Tiffany said, stroking Lucifer’s head. Seeing how well-built and robust it had become, with its fur shining brightly, she knew it had been living wonderfully at Royal Bay. It was getting more stronger by the day, exuding a commanding presence.

After playing with Lucifer for a while, Tiffany decided to leave. There was no point in staying since Richard wasn’t home anyway.

As Tiffany was about to leave after greeting the servant, the servant paused and said, “If you’re looking for Mr. Hampton, he’s at Tech Building No. 9.” “Oh?”. Tiffany was taken aback, not entirely processing what the servant had said, when she noticed the servant smiling and stepping back. She thought, ‘Am I that obvious?’ Feeling her cheeks heat up, Tiffany got into the car and told David, “Let’s go to Tech Building No. 9.” “Got it,” David replied, starting the car and heading toward Tech Building No. 9.

At the top of the Tech Building, a tall, agile figure navigated effortlessly through layers of obstacles and infrared security systems, reaching the core of the building. A seemingly ordinary stone lay, but this unassuming rock was the key to operating all the mechanisms within the building. It was a priceless treasure.

The man, heavily wrapped and cautious, reached to touch the stone. Instantly, the building’s alarm system blared to life. Garry and his men emerged from the shadows, surrounding the man in layers. “We’ve been waiting for you,” he said.

The man surrounding them was the one they had been searching for all along. Codename K, renowned for his exceptional disguise skills, was known as the Phantom of a Thousand Faces.

Seeing the situation, Codename K remained unfazed. He smiled calmly, his outstretched hand not retreating as he forcibly took the stone from its place. He remarked casually, “Is that all you’ve got?” He had encountered this scene countless times before, always managing to leave right under their noses. He walked away brazenly, knowing no one would notice.

Garry sneered. “This time, you won’t be getting away.” “Then let’s see,” Codename K replied with a chilling smile and unwavering confidence. Just as he finished speaking, a clear, cold voice echoed through the silent building.

“Is that so?” came a calm response, accompanied by a palpable pressure that swept through the air.

Codename K’s expression changed. He looked up to see Richard’s tall figure emerging, exuding an air of nobility and composure, with a hint of cool detachment in his handsome features.

The aura of authority radiated from Richard, imposing and impossible, like an unyielding mountain. He was the ultimate ruler in this realm. Everyone present a shiver run down their spines, nearly compelled to bow down under the weight of his presence.

Codename K’s previously confident expression changed in an instant. Gripping the stone tightly, he sprinted backward with astonishing speed, pushing his escape to the limit. Like a gust of wind, he vanished instantly, accompanied by a fleeting shadow of darkness.

Richard smirked and said, “He runs pretty fast.” Just as Garry was about to speak, Richard suddenly vanished from his spot.

On the rooftop of the building, just as Codename K was about to leap off, he suddenly encountered an invisible barrier that bounced him back, causing him to crash at Richard’s feet.

Codename K was struck with terror. It was his first real confrontation with Richard, and he realized Richard was far more formidable than he had ever imagined.

Richard looked down at him with icy eyes and said, “Hand it over. Don’t make me repeat.” “You can’t hurt me.” Codename K suddenly laughed, ripping off the cloth covering his face. His handsome features glowed with an eerie light in the night. You can only let me go,” he said.

“Oh really?” Richard replied with a hint of mockery before stepping down forcefully.

Codename K violently coughed, blood splattered from his mouth. The force of the blow felt as if his chest bones were being crushed, and along with the pain came a surge of sheer horror.

“Hand it over,” Richard’s gaze grew increasingly icy.

But Codename K continued to shake his head, a confident smile still on his face as he repeated, “I told you, you can only let me go…” As he spoke, Tiffany had already arrived at the base of the impressive tech building. She looked up in awe at its grandeur. It was indeed a testament to Richard’s vision. It was said that the investment in constructing this building was beyond measure.

Moreover, if there was even a slight flaw, it would be flattened on the spot. It took nine iterations of this back-and-forth process before the building finally met its completion standards. It was indeed a display of extraordinary wealth.

As Tiffany was about to enter, she was stopped by someone who said, “Sorry, you can’t go in without permission.” “I came to see…” She was about to say Richard’s name when a pleasant aroma suddenly wafted past her nose. The scent was unique, one that only the people from Medicinal Haven would possess. Tiffany felt a jolt as she thought, “It’s Mr. Quinn!”

Chapter 197 Chapter 197 Recalling how June had mentioned that James had come to Lovell City but had not shown himself for some reason, Tiffany realized that only he could be responsible for the fragrance wafting through the air. Seeing the person still attempting to block her, she charged past him and into the building.

She moved quickly, and the two subordinates at the entrance couldn’t react quickly. Just as Tiffany slipped into the elevator, the doors began to close. As soon as she was inside, the doors shut tightly behind her.

They immediately told Garry, “Mr. York, we have an intruder! Someone has broken in!” Upon receiving the message, Garry immediately opened the surveillance feed. He thought, ‘Who does this think they are, barging in here without considering whose territory they’re trespassing on?’ person But then he caught sight of the stunningly beautiful face on the monitor. As his men moved to initiate security measures to apprehend the intruder, Garry quickly shouted, “Stop! Get back! That’s our Mrs. Hampton!” “Wait, what?” The group of subordinates looked at each other in confusion, caught off guard by the sudden revelation.

Over there, Garry’s warning echoed, “From now on, be polite when you see her!” The subordinates finally came to their senses and replied in unison, “Yes!” At that moment, Tiffany was still in the elevator. The scent seemed to be coming from the top floor of the building. As she watched the floor numbers light up one by one, an inexplicable sense of unease settled in her chest.

It felt as if something was happening-something beyond her control. She hoped it was just her imagination.

The elevator moved swiftly, and with a ping, it arrived at the sixty-eighth floor.

Tiffany stepped out, climbing another half-flight of stairs, and pushed open the safety door between the rooftop and the stairs. Her view opened, and a gentle evening breeze brushed against her skin. She could see the stars above and the neon lights below, but her attention was drawn to the rooftop’s center, where two tall, imposing figures stood in confrontation.

On the left was Richard, while on the right was a familiar silhouette from her memories. Even without seeing his face, Tiffany was confident it was her mentor, James.

Upon seeing her arrive, Richard visibly frowned. In contrast, James looked up and let out a light, knowing laugh.

He swallowed the blood in his mouth and wiped the corner of his lips with his sleeve before turning to face Tiffany. His faint smile was as warm as when he first met her. “I’ve been waiting for you, Tiffany,” he said softly, his voice barely audible as it floated away with the wind.

Tiffany rushed over and wrapped her arms around James, her eyes glistening with tears. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…” Two years ago, she had disregarded his objections and devoted everything to Kenneth, even to the point of causing a rift between them. Now, she finally had the chance to express her regret.

James chuckled, but the laughter was cut short as he accidentally aggravated his injury, causing him to tremble in pain. Tiffany looked down and gasped at the sight of blood soaking through his dark clothing in multiple places. He was seriously injured.

“It shouldn’t have happened like this…” Tiffany said.

It was clear that Richard inflicted James’s injuries. At that moment, James could no longer hold on. After taking the medicine Tiffany had given him, he fell into a coma.

After placing James on the ground, Tiffany turned to face Richard, whose expression shifted, and asked, “Why?” Richard’s deep-se eyes held a flicker of fire within their dark depths. After a long silence, an icy voice broke the stillness. “Are you questioning me?” “I…” It was the first time Tiffany had seen Richard look so terrifying. His brows were sharp and unyielding, and his handsome face bore an icy demeanor devoid of warmth Richard was the man everyone talked about, who exuded an aura of menace. On the expansive rooftop, the two stood in a silent standoff. As time went on, the evening breeze wafted through, making the rooftop feel cold and piercing to the bone.

At that moment, Garry arrived with a few trusted subordinates. Seeing the scene before him, he was taken aback and wondered, ‘What’s going on here?’ Tiffany took a deep breath and said, “I’m taking him with me.” Upon hearing this, Garry instantly understood what she meant. He stepped forward and said, “Do you know who he is? He isn’t worth your protection like this.” Before she could respond, Garry pointed at the unconscious James on the ground and continued, “He came to Lovell City with ulterior motives; he was just trying to find that bo-” He paused abruptly, cutting himself off mid-sentence. It was a secret—a secret powerful enough to drive mad.

everyone Tiffany frowned and insisted, “I must take him with me.” James’s injuries were too severe; if they didn’t hurry back, even with the medicine to sustain him, he would die from excessive blood loss. After saying this, she crouched and helped James to his feet.

Just as she was about to leave, Richard blocked her path. “What if I don’t agree?” He stared at her intently, his calm eyes seemingly harboring a significant storm within them-anger simmering beneath the surface, ready to erupt at any moment.

Tiffany fell silent momentarily before finally saying, “When we first met, you told me I could come to you for help whenever I needed it.

“Well, I need you to honor that promise now. Please, let me take Mr. Quinn with me.” After she said this, Richard’s expression darkened utterly. He smiled coldly. “Very well, very well.” In her most dangerous moments, she had never uttered those words. When faced with a crowd of enemies, she had remained silent. Yet today, at this very moment, she finally spoke up-but it was for someone else.

Richard had never been this angry before; he was so furious that he raised his hand, intending to yank James off Tiffany’s shoulder. However, a sharp switchblade was suddenly placed in front of him. The moment it was drawn, it sliced through the skin of his arm, blood dripping down in steady drops.

In that instant, Tiffany felt as if her heart had been gripped by something, an indescribable pain washing over her. “I’m sorry…” She abruptly withdrew her hand, her usually calm and composed expression finally betraying a hint of panic. She, indeed, hadn’t expected to hurt him.

Richard continued to smile, but the charm in his expression was now unsettling. A chilling emptiness replaced the deep, unfathomable gaze that once held warmth. “Let her go,” he said, With that instruction, Garry and his subordinates stepped back. Tiffany understood that she and Richard would no longer have any connection from this day forward.

No longer would anyone jump into her bedroom in the middle of the night. No longer would anyone with a wicked smile make her call him as an elder. Tiffany felt her heart gradually sink. With that, she left with James.

Richard stood alone with the slender figure gone from the rooftop; his back turned, radiating a more profound solitude than ever before. Garry watched momentarily, gritting his teeth before rushing out after her.

Before Tiffany could enter the elevator, he stopped her. “How can you be so heartless?” Garry shouted, his anger evident.

“How can you hurt himlike this for the sake of an outsider?” Tiffany was momentarily speechless, her throat tightening as if it were stuffed with cotton. A pang of emotion left her unable to articulate a single word.

As if demanding an answer, Garry pressed his hand against the elevator door to prevent her from leaving. Tiffany lowered her gaze, her voice a bit hoarse. “My mentor is significant to me.” She felt the weight of her debts and knew she had to repay them.

Garry countered, “But you’re important to him too.” He continued, “I’ve been by Richard’s side for so many years, and I’ve never seen him care for anyone like this. Because it’s you, he even held back in front of his enemies.” He leaned closer, his voice intense. “Do you understand? Do you understand?” The repeated questioning forced Tiffany to take a step back. She thought, “The relationship between Mr. Quinn and Richard is… enemies?’ Seeing her reaction, Garry shook his head. “Forget it; you wouldn’t understand.” He withdrew his hand and let the elevator doors close.

At the entrance of the building, June had just parked her car when she saw Tiffany helping James out. She hurried over to assist, exclaiming, “What happened to him? He’s hurt so badly! Get him in the car, quickly!” After helping James into the car, June noticed that Tiffany looked pale. She couldn’t help but ask, “Miss Kelley, are you okay? Did you get hurt?”

Chapter 198 Chapter 198 Tiffany shook her head. She wasn’t injured, but her heart felt a little ache.

Forcing a smile, she said, “I’m fine. Let’s go.” With that, she got into the car. June felt even more worried, but clearly, it wasn’t the right moment to talk. She drove away from the building, heading toward Luna Villa.

James remained unconscious for a long time. His injuries were severe-four broken ribs, with blood pooling in his chest cavity that needed to be drained. He also had multiple soft tissue bruises and countless other scrapes and abrasions.

Tiffany administered most of the medicine she had concocted recently, and she spent considerable time preparing a herbal bath for him. The combination of these herbs was known for its remarkable efficacy, promising a quick recovery from such severe injuries.

Once everything was prepared, Tiffany was utterly drained and called for Jeremy. “Please help me get him into the herbal bath.” Jeremy approached expressionless and casually tossed James into the bath, splashing water everywhere.

Tiffany was stunned and responded, “Is this how you treat an injured person?” “You asked me to get him in, but you didn’t specify how to do it,” Jeremy said.

Tiffany found it amusing and exasperating, so she could only sigh and say, “Alright, it’s fine now. You should go back and rest.” “Okay.” Jeremy turned to leave but suddenly paused at the door and asked, “Are you feeling down?” “What?” Tiffany didn’t respond right away.

Jeremy pointed at the corner of his mouth and said, “You didn’t smile when you saw me today.” “What about now?” Tiffany asked as she lifted the corners of her mouth into a smile.

However, Jeremy shot her a disdainful glance and said, “Ugly.” With that, he turned and walked away without looking back.

Furious, Tiffany was ready to throw her shoe at him when June walked in, holding some clothes. Noticing her reaction, she asked, “Miss Kelley, who are you planning to hit? Is it Jeremy?” “Yeah.” Tiffany quietly put her shoe back on. Noticing that James’s condition had stabilized, she instructed, “June, please keep an eye on him for a while. I’ll take over in four hours.” “There’s no need. I’ve already arranged for a servant to take care of him. It’s getting late, so you should rest well,” June said.

“Alright then.” With that, Tiffany left the basement.

When she returned to her room, there was nothing to do, and her body and mind felt empty. Events from not long ago. flooded her thoughts, each scene vivid and piercing.

As Tiffany lay on the soft couch by the window, she couldn’t help but recall the injury she had unintentionally inflicted on Richard. Her blade was exceptionally sharp, but she had never expected that her first experience drawing blood would be against him.

She wondered how he must be doing and if he harbored deep resentment toward her. Tiffany managed a bitter smile; she slowly closed her eyes.

The following day, James was already awake. Tiffany hurried downstairs and found James, who had been gravely injured and unconscious just yesterday, now dressed neatly and sitting upright at the dining table. Aside from a slightly pale complexion, he appeared in good condition.

Tiffany sighed in relief as she sat beside him, her tone a mix of irritation and a hint of grievance. “Why did you take so long to see me?” James chuckled, suppressing the pain coursing through him. He forced a carefree expression and replied, “When have I not seen you? Did you forget that I was your instructor for that whole month?” “Of course not,” Tiffany replied with a laugh. “I can never forget that hellish training.” The two months at the training base were tough, but the results were rapid and impressive. Tiffany understood his good intentions; however, after pondering for a long time, Tiffany finally couldn’t help but ask, “Mr. Quinn, is there some kind of… feud between you and Richard?” Although James’s injuries were not life-threatening, it was clear that he had been completely overwhelmed and beaten mercilessly by Richard. The severity of his wounds indicated just how ruthless Richard had been.

James wasn’t surprised by her question. He replied, “There are some misunderstandings.” However, he didn’t elaborate on what those misunderstandings were.

Tiffany pressed on, “Why were you at that building yesterday? Mr. Quinn, I know you have many secrets, but I…” “Tiffany,” James interrupted her softly, asking suddenly, “Do you remember what I told you when I first met you?” “I remember,” she replied. She was just five or six years old when she first met James.

At that time, James looked just as young and handsome as he did now, with no signs of age. To that day, Tiffany remembered him gently patting her head and smiling as he had said, “From now on, I will protect you for life.” So, when Kenneth repeatedly hurt her feelings, he wanted to finish Kenneth. Tiffany raised an eyebrow and asked, “Mr. Quinn, what are you trying to say?” “I want to tell you that no matter my secrets, this will never change.” James gently patted her head, his warmth unchanged. “I will protect you all my life and to the best of my ability.” Upon hearing those words again, the indescribable warmth surged in her heart. Tiffany smiled and nodded. “I know.” She never doubted this.

So yesterday, on the rooftop of that building, she had unhesitatingly taken him away from Richard, even if it meant utterly offending him-James, who had taught her everything and was like family to her. After decades of companionship, their trust and bond were beyond comparison.

Tiffany didn’t press further. As for Richard, he would surely resent her. So be it.

During the weekend, Tiffany stayed at Luna Villa to care for James without going anywhere. His wounds slowly healed after these two days of rest and various herbal baths. He was estimated to be able to move without restrictions in about ten days.

Meanwhile, Sidney and Garry sat together at Royal Bay, looking exhausted, occasionally sighing deeply.

“It’s becoming increasingly difficult to get through these days,” Sidney said.

“Yeah…” Garry replied.

Richard walked in as Garry finished talking, his handsome face shadowed with anger, radiating an icy aura. “Is everything taken care of?” “Not really…” Garry asked, barely audibly, “Can we take a break for a while?” “What do you think?” Richard asked.

“I understand, I’ll go right away.” Garry and Sidney helped each other as they exited the comfortable sofa.

These two handsome men had turned into scruffy, worn-out older gentlemen from days of nonstop work without sleep, leaving Garry and Sidney on the verge of shedding tears in despair as they wondered when this endless cycle would end. Suddenly, Richard’s indifferent voice came through, saying, “Alright, you can rest now.” With that, he entered the study.

Once the door closed, silence enveloped the room, and no one dared to disturb him. It felt like two distinct lines: outside was the world’s noise, and inside was his solitary domain, filled with countless wounds and an overwhelming sense of loneliness.

Sidney sighed helplessly. “Here we go again…” Garry nodded in agreement, shaking his head. “If this keeps up, even the toughest body won’t be able to handle it.” Ever since they returned from the rooftop that night, Richard seemed to have reverted overnight to the unpredictable, mercurial, and ferocious demeanor he had five years ago. During that time, rumors of his ruthless nature began to circulate.

However, after encountering Tiffany, his character significantly changed. He was no longer the cold and volatile figure he once was; occasionally, he showed a softer side.

But now, everything had changed once again.

Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring Chapter 200 Chapter 200 In Romeo’s eyes, the two families already had a connection through their relatives, making them effectively one family. Moreover, since Richard was Kenneth’s uncle, it was only natural for him to be involved in the marriage discussion.

As soon as Romeo finished speaking, the temperature in the room plummeted. The relaxed and pleasant atmosphere vanished instantly, replaced by an overwhelming chill that spread through the space.

“Oh? You want me to choose a date?” Richard smiled suddenly and asked, “Do they even deserve it?” The words were laced with inscrutable emotions, leaving Romeo momentarily stunned. He hadn’t anticipated Richard would be so disrespectful. The atmosphere became tense and heavy in an instant.

Richard maintained his calm demeanor. His handsome face revealed no discernible emotions, exuding a semblance of a smile that hinted at the authority he wielded. An air of nobility enveloped him, radiating a chilling superiority that made everyone in the villa uneasy.

Tiffany remained silent, but her hands unconsciously tightened. She couldn’t determine if Richard’s remark about whether “they deserved it” referred to her or Kenneth, and it seemed to imply both.

After a long pause, Romeo found a way to ease the tension. “I must not have thought this through,” he said, “Mr. Hampton, you’re busy; why would you waste your time on such trivial matters?” As he spoke, he turned to her and waved, calling out, “Tiffany, you’re considered half a member of the Harper family now, so you should come and meet the relatives.” Tiffany smiled sarcastically, thinking, ‘Meet the relatives? What kind of relative would I be?’ Calling Richard “uncle” as Kenneth’s fiancée left Tiffany feeling frustrated. She couldn’t determine if Romeo was genuinely confused or just putting on an act. She had made her desire to cancel the engagement abundantly clear, returning everything that needed to be returned and following all the required procedures.

Despite her repeated emphasis on the matter, Romeo feigned ignorance. It felt as though he was intentionally cornering her.

Any lingering goodwill Tiffany had once felt toward Romeo vanished. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Richard stand up abruptly. His handsome, pale face was now as cold as ice. He said, “That won’t be necessary,” before walking out without another word.

From beginning to end, Richard’s demeanor had nothing but an impenetrable coldness. Upon seeing this, Alexia’s eyes lit up instantly. She recalled the last time at Romeo’s birthday banquet when she had gone to great lengths to arrange an embarrassment to humiliate Tiffany.

But her plans had been foiled in just a few words, thanks to the mysterious Richard, who effortlessly came to Tiffany’s rescue.

This time, even Romeo had been refuted, so Alexia didn’t dare to speak up, fearing that Richard might step in for Tiffany and cause trouble for her. But now, it seemed Richard had no such intention at all.

Alexia was overjoyed, unable to hold back any longer. She walked out from behind the sofa, sneering. “Oh, look at that! Seems like no one’s here to protect you now!” “Shut up! Watch out if you keep running your mouth, or I’ll sew it shut!” Tiffany shoved Alexia aside, ignoring Romeo’s repeated calls to stay as she left the villa without a second thought.

As Tiffany stepped outside, she saw Richard had already entered his car. The windows were tightly shut, making her unable to see inside. However, one of his men, whom she had seen many times before, caught her eye. This man once called her “Mrs. Hampton” back at Royal Bay.

Before getting into the ear, the man silently said to her, “Mrs. Hampton, Mr. Hampton is easy to please!” Tiffany blinked, her thoughts racing, ‘Easy to please? That man is cold and fierce-where’s the easiness in that? No way I’m going to try!’ Besides, this couldn’t be smoothed over with a few casual words. Tiffany had chosen to stand on the opposite side, even going so far as to hurt him, albeit unintentionally. But what was done was done. If she tried to go over and appease Richard, she would be the first one thrown out.

Just as Tiffany stood still, a chilling voice came from the back seat, commanding, “Drive.” “Yes!” The driver responded, his back drenched in cold sweat, and immediately started the car to leave the Harper family’s manor.

Tiffany gave a wry smile, thinking she had known it would be this way.

Inside the car, the atmosphere had dropped to freezing point. Both the driver and Richard’s trusted subordinate, John, sensed the tension of an impending storm.

In the back seat, Richard spoke indifferently, “John, what did you just say to her?” John silently cursed himself for the blunder. He had been trying to prevent Richard from discovering what he had said earlier, so he resorted to mouthing the words instead. He hadn’t anticipated that it would still be noticed.

Cold sweat beaded on John’s forehead. He dared not remain silent, nor could he afford to lie. Gritting his teeth, he confessed, “I just told her that you’re easy to please…” It was over; he was doomed. John could almost envision the grim fate that awaited him.

But after a long moment, there was silence from the back seat. John thought, ‘Hmm? What’s going on?’ Cautiously, he glanced through the rearview mirror and saw Richard, usually seen as an untouchable figure, pinching his face with a furrowed brow, deep in thought.

John thought, ‘Well… he almost thought it was an illusion.

After a long while, Richard lowered his hand, and his expression returned to normal. He still wore that cold, unapproachable demeanor. “Don’t let it happen again.” “Yes!” John nodded, not daring to say anything further.

*****

When Tiffany returned home, she recounted her experience of being summoned by Romeo, including everything that had transpired during the visit.

Upon hearing that his precious daughter had been pressured into agreeing to the marriage, Charlie became furious. “What’s going on with the Harper family? Do they think they can keep pushing me around like I’m a soft target?” Although they initially agreed on a one-year commitment to the engagement, it was understood that the marriage would be called off without any objections if they couldn’t develop feelings for each other during that time.

However, Charlie also knew that Kenneth had previously protected Sandra, leading everyone to believe they were a couple. Now, he was showing similar care towards another girl, violating their original one-year agreement.

Given this unreasonable situation, the Harper family’s attempt to force Tiffany to agree to the marriage was nothing short of robbery. Charlie was angry and ready to confront them and cause trouble right away.

Thalia quickly stopped him. “Are you out of your mind? If you confront them like that, do you think they’ll admit anything? It’ll become a bigger joke and create more trouble for us.” “Then what do you suggest we do?” Charlie replied anxiously. “We can’t just stand by and let our precious daughter be wronged.” “Let’s give them a taste of their own medicine. If Kenneth can be fickle, why can’t our daughter choose someone she likes?” Thalía finished, casting a smug glance.

Charlie couldn’t help but laugh and clap his thighs. “That’s right! What a brilliant idea!” He thought it would not only be a way to get back at the Harper family and annoy them, but it wouldn’t interfere with Tiffany’s romantic future. It was a win- win situation.

After saying that, the two pairs of sparkling eyes turned towards Tiffany, their faces beaming with delight. “Sweetheart, do you have someone special?” Tiffany was speechless and could only stare in disbelief as her parents exchanged excited words and swiftly outlined their plans for her. The idea was great, but she had no idea where to find someone special.

Tiffany quickly shook her head, saying, “Not now, so don’t worry. It’s getting late, so you both should get some rest.” With that, she hurried back to her room, feeling like it was the first time she had made a hasty retreat.

Thalia thought for a moment before breaking into a smile. “I think that Mr. Hampton would be a great choice.”