Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

Tiffany’s ears twitched slightly.

This was something she couldn’t figure out. Her disguise was flawless, yet Richard spotted her in an instant. It was such a blow to her confidence.

She kept her face impassive and replied, “Why?”

Richard replied, “Because when you drove out, you turned the wrong way.”

Tiffany responded, “Just because of that?”

Tiffany was stunned. Thinking back to when she drove out, she realized she had indeed made a wrong turn due to her lack of driving experience.

She never thought such a small detail would expose her carefully crafted disguise. One mistake and it all unraveled.

Tiffany turned her face away, feeling a little vexed.

When the red light turned to green, Richard withdrew his hand, continued driving, and even explained, “During the two days I taught you how to drive, you made this mistake often.”

So, when he saw her make the same mistake, he recognized her right away and guessed she must be in disguise.

“Whatever,” Tiffany mumbled, her voice dull.

The driving lesson took place just last weekend. Back then, her skills were unsteady, and she even accidentally damaged one of his limited–edition car’s headlights.

Despite the accident, Richard had been patient. His cold, refined face showed nothing but indulgence and warmth.

It hadn’t been that long ago, but things had changed so much. They had become a bit distant. Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

Her gaze dropped, lost in thought.

But before she could reflect any further, a powerful impact hit the car from behind. It was a rear–end collision. Tiffany’s body jerked forward, but the seatbelt pulled her back. At the same time, Richard’s strong hand swiftly restrained her. “Are you okay? Did you get hurt?”

His handsome face was filled with genuine concern. It was an instinctive reaction that couldn’t be faked.

Tiffany shook her head. “I’m fine.”

Under his gentle care, the walls she’d built inside herself seemed to crumble just a little.

As the car came to a stop, the car that had rear–ended them immediately pulled up beside them, and the driver knocked on the window to apologize.

“I’m so sorry, I wasn’t paying attention and accidentally hit your car. I apologize. Are you okay? Do you want to go to the hospital?”

The middle–aged man had a sincere expression. He was dressed in expensive clothes, and his car was just as high–end.

He seerned like a successful businessman, though he didn’t appear to be from Lovell City. Tiffany took a glance at him, then looked away. This wasn’t something she needed to handle.

Richard directly rejected the man’s offer. He wasn’t in the mood to waste time here and started the car to leave.

However, as luck would have it, the car was now malfunctioning due to the impact.

Tiffany rubbed her temples and muttered, “I can’t tell if it’s you or me who’s having worse luck.”

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The middle–aged man hadn’t left. Seeing her discomfort, he seemed even more apologetic. “I’m truly sorry, it’s all my fault Are you in a hurry? If you don’t mind, you can take my car.”

“No, thank you.” Richard rejected him outright, his voice calm and without emotion.

Since they were not far from Royal Bay, he took out his phone and made a call.

With the car now broken, Tiffany decided to get out and get some fresh air.

Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a young, pretty girl sitting in the front passenger seat of the rear–ended car. The girl’s curious eyes were locked on Tiffany, her gaze steady and unwavering.

Their eyes met, and the girl smiled brightly at Tiffany.

But Tiffany couldn’t shake the uncomfortable feeling that washed over her.

She frowned slightly and looked away.

The middle–aged man explained excitedly, “That’s my daughter. My name is Flynn Vallgren. Our family just moved to Lovell City yesterday. We’re not familiar with the roads, and I got distracted, which led to the accident.”

“It’s fine,” Tiffany replied dismissively. Out of courtesy, she added, “Your daughter is very beautiful.”

“Isn’t she?” Flynn, like any proud father, smiled brightly at her compliment. He quickly turned to his daughter and called, “Jennie, come and say hello to this lady.”

Because of Tiffany’s disguise, Flynn had mistaken her for Richard’s elder relative.

Tiffany didn’t mind the misunderstanding. The real shock came when the girl’s name was revealed.

Her name was Jennie Vallgren. Tiffany was stunned upon hearing her name.

It was an unexpected coincidence. The young girl had the same name as Cecilia had mentioned.

As Tiffany took a closer look at the girl, she noticed that Jennie bore a striking resemblance to her, about sixty percent alike.

Tiffany’s hand clenched, and a dull pain shot through her chest, like a thousand ants gnawing at her. It hurt.

The girl named Jennie seemed a little shy and was about to greet Tiffany, but Tiffany quickly stopped her. “No need.”

Flynn did not expect her sudden change in demeanor. He felt awkward and frowned.

At that moment, Richard returned after finishing his call. He completely ignored the onlookers, walking over and directly taking Tiffany’s hand. He bent down and asked, “Are you feeling unwell? Why do you look so pale?”

Tiffany didn’t respond.

Usually, Tiffany might have joked with him, especially since her makeup had been so skillfully applied that her complexion would have been undetectable. But now, she was at a loss for words.

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Flynn, oblivious to the tension, business card. He smiled and introduced himself again. “Hello, my name is Flynn Vallgren. If you need any follow–up with the car repairs please contact me.”

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Flynn could tell that the young man before him had an extraordinary aura. He was clearly not someone ordinary. Such a person would be a valuable connection.

Besides…

He then glanced at his daughter, who was gazing at Richard intently. Seeing her mesmerized by the handsome man, he confidently asked, “May I ask your name? And who is this lady beside you? Is she your…”

Flynn looked at Tiffany, noting her attire, which made her seem like a maid or perhaps a relative.

However, Richard shot him a cold glance. He said, “She’s my wife.”

Upon hearing that, Flynn was dumbfounded. ‘Wife? But they looked so diffin age!‘

Flynn couldn’t believe it. He wanted to ask more but John had arrived, pulling up in a sleek car. He opened the door with respect and said, “Mr. Hampton, Mrs. Hampton, please get in.”

Tiffany didn’t want to go with him, especially when her emotions were in turmoil.

She tried to resist, but Richard lifted her effortlessly, holding her in his arms. “Come on, darling.”

“Stop it… let go of me…” she protested.

But no matter how she struggled, she was still carried into the car.

As the luxury vehicle drove away, Flynn stood there watching for a long time.

Then, he turned to the person next to him and asked, “Who was that just now?”

Someone replied, “He’s Mr. Richard Hampton. You don’t know him? He’s a business tycoon, a powerful and figure!”

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Flynn was utterly shocked.

Richard was a household name, renowned as a business genius, almost legendary. His low–profile approach only added to his mystique.

Most photos that circulated were either from his back or side, which was why Flynn hadn’t recognized him immediately. He realized he had missed a golden opportunity to make a valuable connection and stomped his foot in regret. “Dad.” A soft voice came from beside him. Jennie, smiling sweetly and with a comforting tone, added, “Dad, don’t worry. We’ll have other chances.”