Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

Chapter 715

Christopher wisely bowed his head in silence as an undercurrent of tension filled the luxurious, elegantly decorated villa living room.

Daniel smiled slightly and, without haste, asked, “Do you like it?

His tone made it clear he was prepared to give her the uniquely designed pen if she expressed interest.

Tiffany’s smile was playful as she questioned, “Are you avoiding the question, Mr. Cooper?”

Clearly, there was no evading this topic.

Daniel sighed helplessly, a hurt expression appearing on his handsome face, and replied, “You’re hostile toward me?

Tiffany did not explain.

In truth, it wasn’t exactly hostility she felt but suspicion and distrust.

The timing of this medical consultation and rescue had been too coincidental, and his generous gestures were hard to overlook. She couldn’t help but think too much, even feeling a sense of vigilance, suspecting his motives and calculations.

All the doubts she had pushed aside resurfaced upon seeing this pen.

‘Perhaps… this isn’t just a pen but a weapon, Tiffany thought.

As she twisted the cap, it revealed a sharp, triangular blade.

She silently gasped, ‘As I thought!‘

She had seen a similar unusual weapon in Richard’s study before.

She had asked him about it back then, out of curiosity, and Richard explained that this unique piece wasn’t available on the market; it was merely a product of the designer’s whim.

Even if one managed to purchase it, the appearance and design could never be identical.

A slight tremor ran through Tiffany’s heart as an incredible thought emerged, and she asked, “Who are you, really?”

Daniel sat in his wheelchair, his worsening condition making his face almost translucent in its paleness, yet his dark eyes remained deep and steady. Upon closer inspection, a trace of amusement lingered in his gaze.

“That’s a bit of a silly question,” he responded with a faint smile and a hint of teasing.

Then, like a magician, he pulled a small box from his pocket and held it out to Tiffany, saying, “For you.”

Tiffany opened it, finding two identical pens inside, matching in style and appearance.

She was momentarily stunned.

Noticing her surprise, Daniel smiled and said, “I made all these myself. Just small things, really, hardly worthy of praise, but it’s rare to see Miss Kelley interested.”

He emphasized the word “interested,” and there was an inexplicable hint of intimacy in that tone. Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Tiffany put the box away and sincerely apologized, “I’m sorry, I misunderstood.”

Since he made these items, it was hardly unusual to create identical designs.

Her last bit of doubt was entirely dispelled.

Daniel gave a slight, captivating smile, his deep gaze holding a unique tenderness, and responded, “It’s alright.”

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Watching this scene, Christopher was both impressed and slightly shocked, thinking, ‘So, Mr. Hampton is quite the actor?

‘Anyway, as long as his identity isn’t revealed!

Afterward, Tiffany brought him to Luna Villa.

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Once they arrived, Christopher first set down the wheelchair and then carefully helped Daniel out of the vehicle and into it.

June, who had received prior notice, was already waiting at the entrance of Luna Villa.

As he was wheeled inside, Richard couldn’t help but feel a sense of triumph. He thought, ‘After being turned away so many times, I finally managed to get in.’

With this thought, he turned to look at Tiffany, a hint of emotion slipping onto his face. In the next second, he caught Tiffany’s gaze and her calm but warning look.

“Mr. Cooper, please compose yourself,” Tiffany said.

Daniel was speechless, thinking, ‘She won’t let me kiss her, won’t let me hug her, and now I can’t even look!‘

Conscious of his current role, Richard coolly withdrew his gaze, displaying an air of complete nonchalance.

Seeing this, Tiffany decided to say nothing further, instructing June to arrange the guest rooms.

“Certainly, please follow me,” June said as she arranged everything.

To avoid misunderstandings, she placed Daniel and his group on the left side of the second floor while Tiffany’s bedroom was on the right.

They were separated by a long corridor and stationed at opposite ends–one in the east and one in the west.

After settling the guests, June knocked on Tiffany’s door and detailed what had happened earlier at City Hall.

Hearing that Richard had refused to proceed with the divorce, Tiffany frowned and asked, “But hasn’t he already signed the papers?”

June explained, “Mr. Hampton’s assistant, Tyrone, said the signature was purely a mistake. So…”

June paused before adding, “So they want to take it slow. Miss Kelley, after all, it’s a big decision. Perhaps it would be best to wait and think more carefully when things settle down.”

“I understand. You go ahead, June,” Tiffany replied.

“Of course,” June answered, then quietly exited the room, closing the door behind her.

Tiffany took her phone out of her pocket. Earlier, while treating Daniel with acupuncture, her phone had nearly blown up with calls, so she had turned it off.

It showed over a hundred missed calls when she turned it back on!

There were calls from her family, Zoe, and Abbie, who had seen the news, and even a few missed calls from Kenneth. The rest were from unknown numbers, likely from reporters looking for information.

Just as Tiffany was about to return one of the calls, her father, Charlie, called first.

“Hello, Dad,” Tiffany greeted,

“My dear, please don’t do anything rash or foolish. Where are you? Let me come pick you up, alright?” Charlie’s voice was long–winded, and there was a hint of tears in it.

When he couldn’t reach her, he had been anxious and worried.

Tiffany’s heart softened, and she felt a twinge of guilt. She replied, “Don’t worry, Dad. I’ll come home right now. We’ll talk it through once I get there.”

“Alright, alright,” Charlie readily agreed, and his tone softened as though trying to keep her spirits up.

After hanging up, Tiffany sent brief texts to Zoe and Abbie, letting them know she was fine. Then, she grabbed her coat and headed downstairs.

Just as she was about to leave the villa, someone called out to her, “Miss Kelley.”

Tiffany turned around and saw Daniel alone, maneuvering his wheelchair out of the elevator. He didn’t ask where she was going, only saying, “May I join you?”

“No, you may not,” Tiffany immediately refused.

Things were complicated enough; she needed to go back and reassure her family. Bringing Daniel along would only make things harder to explain.

“Alright,” Daniel replied without further insistence, only smiling faintly as he watched her leave.

After Tiffany left, Daniel returned to his guest room.

A shadow slipped away from Luna Villa in complete silence two minutes later.

The divorce papers had caused a massive uproar.

The grand wedding was still fresh in everyone’s memory, yet now there was an explosive headline about their divorce!

Though Garry had done his best to suppress the news, the waves of rumors that flooded in from all sides weren’t easy to contain.

Sitting in his top–floor office in Royal Tower, Garry wore a distressed expression, sighing deeply.

It was all because he had impulsively started rummaging through things and found the divorce papers Richard had buried at the very bottom. Then, he carelessly signed the divorce papers while signing other documents.

In short, the reason this incident had blown up and gone viral was largely his fault…

Seeing his troubled expression, Tyrone couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

Usually, no matter how serious or challenging the issue, his boss never showed such an expression. It was as if he had suddenly become a completely different person, with a stark contrast in personality…

Of course, Tyrone dared not voice this thought, so he cautiously asked, “Mr. Hampton, are you planning to stay at the office tonight?”

Garry snapped back to reality, realizing it was nearly nightfall.

“No,” he replied, getting up and nearly bolting from his office.

As night fell and the city lights began to glow, Garry exited th fluttering sound behind him.

He turned around to see a young girl, fresh–faced and charmi was holding.

White sheets of paper were scattered across the ground, creat

As night fell and the city lights began to glow, Garry exited the tower and was just about to get into his car when he heard a fluttering sound behind him.

He turned around to see a young girl, fresh–faced and charming who had accidentally dropped a stack of documents she was holding.

White sheets of paper were scattered across the ground, creating an absolute mess.