Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

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Tiffany asked June to find her a clean set of clothes.

Ten minutes later, when Tiffany descended the stairs again, her beautiful face was concealed beneath a flawless disguise. With her exceptional makeup skills, her complexion appeared dull and aged.

She had transformed into someone so ordinary that she could easily disappear into a crowd without drawing a second glance.

June circled around Tiffany twice, unable to hold back a sigh. “Miss Kelley, if I didn’t know better, I would never recognize you!”

Tiffany smiled faintly. Her disguise techniques weren’t at their pinnacle, but they were at least good enough to ensure no one could identify her.

Especially now, knowing she needed to fool Richard, she had gone the extra mile.

“Alright. I’m off to buy groceries, Miss Spencer.” Tiffany blinked playfully, pulling back her imposing aura as she nodded at June. Lowering her voice deliberately, she added a raspy, gravelly tone that suited her elderly disguise.

June couldn’t help but shake her head with a smile. Tiffany’s exceptional disguise skills and flawless acting were so convincing that no one would suspect her true identity.

Tiffany grabbed a shopping basket and left the villa.

Luna Villa was situated in a quiet and slightly remote location. The peaceful surroundings were ideal, but being outside the affluent district meant the servants often had to travel a considerable distance for groceries. Usually, they would drive a small car.

Tiffany started the car.

As she drove out of the underground garage, her eyes immediately caught sight of the tall, commanding figure outside the villa’s iron gates.

Her grip on the steering wheel trembled slightly.

Even though she was confident Richard wouldn’t recognize her middle–aged disguise, and her emotions were well- concealed, seeing him still brought a stinging pain to her chest.

Tiffany honked the horn. The iron gates opened in response.

Sidney, who had been waiting anxiously, brightened up at the sight. “Richard, the gates are open! Let’s go in!”

But Richard’s gaze remained fixed on the small car driving out.

The driver was a household staff member from Luna Villa, someone who consistently went out at the same time each day to buy supplies and fresh ingredients for the kitchen.

But still…

“What’s wrong?” Sidney asked, noticing Richard’s unwavering focus. “It’s just a servant. What’s the issue?”

Richard didn’t reply. He strode forward, planting himself firmly in front of the car to block its path.

Tiffany’s heart skipped a beat. She thought, ‘Did he recognize me?‘

Forced to stop the car, Tiffany rolled down the window, her expression calm. “Mr. Hampton, do you need something?”

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Her gravelly, raspy voice perfectly matched the middle–aged appearance she had crafted.

Richard’s gaze deepened, and he smiled faintly.

“Get out of the car,” he commanded, his tone cold and leaving no room for argument.

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Tiffany maintained a neutral expression, bowing slightly. “Mr. Hampton, Miss Kelley does not wish to see you. Plea and stop troubling us servants.”

With that, she turned the wheel and prepared to press the accelerator.

But before she could, the car door was abruptly opened, and Richard’s strong arm reached in, gripping her firmly b

wrist.

Tiffany frowned. Driving off now would be dangerous, so she had no choice but to stop the car.

She said, “Mr. Hampton, if you wish to speak with Miss Kelley, she’s inside the villa. There’s no need to make things for us servants.”

Her demeanor remained humble, but internally, she was scrutinizing every move. She couldn’t figure out where she slipped up.

Still, Tiffany kept her posture respectful. Her acting was so impeccable that even she had to admire her own perform. However, Richard’s next words made Tiffany snap her head up in shock, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Richard said, “Darling, I may have forgotten to tell you. I can read minds.”

Tiffany was stunned, ‘What? Read minds?‘ © NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Tiffany’s eyelid twitched as she stared at him. If he could actually read minds, he would know everything she was think

The thought sent a chill through her.

“Is… is that true?” she asked hesitantly, unwilling to believe it.

Richard let out a low chuckle, his stormy expression clearing up entirely.

Behind him, the lush green hills and misty rain created a picturesque backdrop, but none of it could compare to the brilliance of his smile.

Tiffany’s heart skipped a beat at the sight, only for him to deepen his smile and calmly reply, “I’m kidding.

Tiffany didn’t reply. She was fuming that she had been tricked.

Her disguise was flawless. Even if Richard had the sharpest eyes in the world, it shouldn’t have been possible for him to recognize her at a glance.

But with one sentence, he had tricked her into revealing herself

Tiffany was not happy. Feeling cornered, she decided to drive away. But before she could act, a strong hand yanked her out of the car.

“Let go! Release me!” Her wrist was firmly held, making escape impossible. Tiffany glared at Richard furiously.

Behind them, Sidney, still oblivious, scratched his head and approached. “Richard, why are you bothering with this servant? Shouldn’t you be going inside to find your wife?”

“No need,” Richard replied curtly. He tightened his grip

on Tiffany’s wrist and began pulling her toward his car.

“We need to talk,” he said.

Tiffany snapped, “There is nothing to talk about. Let me go!”

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With her identity now exposed, Tiffany dropped the raspy voice. It was too tiring to maintain anyway. She struggled fiercely, trying to free herself from Richard’s iron grip.

“Let go, you jerk! Liar!” Her voice grew fainter as she was forced into his car.

Sidney watched the black Maybach drive off and only then realized Tiffany was that servant.

He exclaimed, “Holy shit!”

Sidney had heard about Tiffany’s impressive disguise skills, having witnessed her effortlessly switch between the roles of the Miracle Healer and heiress of the Kelley family, never giving away any clues.

Now, he saw Tiffany’s other disguise. Under that beneath the false facade of a middle–aged, elderly maid, was actually a beautiful young girl.

Sidney stood there, stunned and deeply impressed.

But one question lingered in his mind. He hadn’t recognized Tiffany at all. However, Richard saw through her disguise instantly. He was curious how Richard did it.

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In the car, Tiffany stared out at the trees speeding past, briefly entertaining the idea of jumping out. After a moment, she dismissed it and turned her head away instead.

At a red light, Richard glanced at her. His fingers gently smoothed her hair, which had been mussed during her struggle. “You’re not going to ask?” he said.

Tiffany responded, “Ask what?”

“You don’t want to know how I recognized you so quickly?” He smiled faintly, and his eyes had room for no one else but her.

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