Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Richard didn’t want to mess up Tiffany’s plan, but he couldn’t help feeling a bit worried. “Are you sure you don’t need my help?” he asked.

“I’m fine, really. If I need your help. I’ll let you know,” she replied with a charming smile.

“Alright, just stay safe,” Richard said, then turned to leave. Before he did, he glanced at the kidnappers on the ground.

The kidnappers froze under his gaze, realizing that Richard was someone they couldn’t afford to cross. If they tried anything, they were certain it would end badly for them.

Earlier, they might have considered tying Tiffany up for real if they got the chance, but now that idea was completely out of the question. They knew Richard would make sure they paid dearly if they did.

As Tiffany watched Richard walk away, she couldn’t shake the feeling that it had all been a dream. But then she saw the boot print on the iron door, proof that Richard had really been there. She never expected him to come to her rescue, especially given how tenuous their relationship was.

I only helped him out a little, and he’s willing to do this for me. Wow, now I’m certain that choosing him as an ally was the right call. Tiffany thought.

Not long after Richard left, she heard the sound of another car engine outside. This time, she knew it had to be Charlie.

Just as she was about to tell the kidnappers to get back in position, she noticed they had already straightened up, despite their fresh bruises, ready to play their parts.Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

Outside the factory, two cars screeched to a stop. Charlie and Owen jumped out, followed by a few bodyguards. The kidnapper they had caught earlier pointed to the factory and stammered, “She’s in there.”

Without wasting a second, the group charged in. The inside of the factory was filthy and chaotic, with a few dim lights flickering overhead. Charlie’s eyes quickly scanned the room, and he spotted Tiffany huddled in a corner.

He rushed to her side, his voice filled with concern. “Are you all right, Tiffany? Don’t be scared, I’m here now.”

But instead of relief, Tiffany’s face was filled with fear as she screamed, “Dad, watch out!”

Three kidnappers lunged at Charlie from behind, wielding wooden bats. Owen quickly ordered the bodyguards to move in, and within moments, they had the kidnappers subdued.

Tiffany let out a shaky breath, tears streaming down her face. Charlie gently untied the ropes around her wrists, comforting her. “Let’s go home,” he said softly, guiding her toward the exit.

But then Tiffany caught sight of Stan standing off to the side.

“It’s Stan!” she cried out, quickly hiding behind Charlie. “Dad, help me! The kidnappers said Stan hired them to kill me. I’m so scared!”

Stan’s heart sank with regret as he quickly put on a pitiful expression. “Tiffany, I’m sorry. Please forgive me. ver meant to hurt you. I’ve just been going through a rough patch lately, and I didn’t see any other way.”

“That’s no excuse for what you did,” Tiffany retorted, her voice sharp with sarcasm. “If a small setback makes you do something like this, what would you do if you faced something bigger? I’m afraid you’d try to take over the whole Kelley family

Stan was left speechless, unable to come up with a response.

Tiffany pressed on, “My dad has never treated you badly, so why did you want ten million dollars? Wait, could it be that the one million and two hundred thousand dollars we lost on that last order was actually pocketed by you?”

“That’s nonsense!” Stan snapped, his face turning ashen as he vehemently denied it.

But Owen, always the one to oppose Stan, spoke up. “I have a contract here that was anonymously sent to me yesterday. related to that botched order.”

He handed the document to Charlie, who quickly scanned it. The contract detailed an order for experimental steel, with a price tag of only tens of thousands of dollars. At the bottom was Stan’s signature. Charlie immediately understood what had happened.

Closing his eyes briefly, Charlie let out a deep sigh and said, “Pack your things and leave by tomorrow morning. I don’t want you in my house any longer.”

Tiffany and Owen exchanged satisfied glances, while Stan collapsed onto the floor, defeated.

Charlie continued, “And you’ll need to return the money you took. I won’t press charges, but you must return the funds to the company. No matter what, you have to clean up this mess you’ve made.”

Stan was stunned. “Charlie, have some mercy! You’re leaving me with no way out!”

Charlie let out a cold laugh. “You kidnapped my daughter-how can you expect mercy? My daughter is the most precious thing in my life. The fact that I haven’t killed you for this is more mercy than you deserve.”

Seeing that Stan was about to protest further, Charlie cut him off sharply. “Enough. You’ll be out of our house by tomorrow

As Charlie and Tiffany walked out of the factory, ready to head to the hospital to treat her injuries, Tiffany felt an overwhelming sense of satisfaction. She knew that eventually, Charlie would start to see the holes in the story, but that didn’t matter. What mattered was that he had finally seen Stan for who he really was.

Just as they were getting into the car, Charlie received a call. The voice on the other end was tense and urgent. “This is Lovell City Hospital. Your wife has been in a car accident. Please come as soon as possible!”

Charlie was stunned, his face paling as he quickly ordered. “To the hospital, now! Hurry!”

Tiffany and Owen, alarmed, asked what had happened. After hearing the news, they exchanged concernd glances, both frowning deeply. The timing is too uncanny. Something feels off, but I can’t quite put my finger on it, Tiffany thought,

But there was no time to dwell on it. She climbed into the car and quickly turned to Owen. “Uncle Owen, there’s a friend of mine, Zoe, inside the factory. Could you take her home?”

“Of course,” Owen nodded.

Charlie and Tiffany rushed to the hospital, racing to the emergency room. When they arrived, they found Thalia sitting on a bench outside, looking shaken but mostly unharmed, aside from a few scrapes on her arm

Roth Charlie and Tiffany breathed a sigh of relief.

Thalia, seeing Tiffany, immediately looked worried. “Tiffany, are you okay? Did those kidnappers hurt you?”

Tm fine. Tiffany reassured her, though her gaze drifted to the illuminated sign above the operating room. Frowning, she asked, “Mom, who’s in there being treated?”