Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

In reality, even if Sidney wanted to cover up everything, news of Tiffany stabbing her own fiancé at their engagement party had already gone viral.

People online were tearing her apart with insults and accusations, and the Kelley family’s companies were paying the price. Stocks had dropped, and they were bleeding money.

But Charlie didn’t care about money; he was just desperate for news about his daughter. Since that engagement night, Tiffany had vanished–no calls, no messages, nothing.

The Kelley family was in shambles. They barely ate or slept, and even round–faced Eric had lost weight.

In the midst of their misery, though, Melody was thriving. This was exactly what she’d wanted, and she figured she’d go personally congratulate them–seemed only fair, after all her parents‘ “generosity” in kicking her out.

With a satisfied grin, Melody put on her best dress, slipped into her heels, and set off for Cedar Ridge Villa.

But on her way there, a car suddenly zipped past her intersection, making her sit up in shock. “Stop the car!” she shouted.

The driver hit the brakes, glancing at her in confusion. “Something wrong, Miss?”

“Turn right–follow that car!” she said, looking a bit frantic. Melody wasn’t even sure what she had seen, but it had her on edge.

The driver hesitated and asked, “But aren’t we going to the Kelley family?”

“Just hurry up!”

“Yes.” He accelerated, taking a sharp turn to follow the car.

The sky was pitch dark, heavy clouds covering every inch above Lovell City. It looked like a downpour was coming, and the streets were almost empty. Only the traffic lights flashed in the silence of the night.

The autumn wind swept down the road, lifting fallen leaves in swirling gusts. The whole scene looked bleak and empty.

Finally, the driver caught up with the car Melody had spotted at the intersection. At a red light, they came to a stop. Without wasting a second, Melody ordered, “Get out. I’ll drive myself.”This content belongs to Nô/velDra/ma.Org .

“Take care-” The driver got out, muttering under his breath. He was already her fifth driver. ‘This woman sure is hard to please,’ he thought, shaking his head as he walked off.

Melody slid behind the wheel. Just as she took hold of the steering wheel, the light turned green, and the black car ahead began to roll forward. Her hands trembled a little, but she tightened her grip and kept close.

In the black car, Lorenzo glanced at the rearview mirror. “Sir, there’s a car tailing us–it’s Melody’s. Should we get rid of her?”

“Let her be,” Felix replied, his expression unreadable, his eyes cold and distant.

Lorenzo assumed Felix’s mood was due to their recent setbacks in Lovell City. Trying to reassure him, Lorenzo added, “Sir, don’t worry. After my investigation into the Harper family these past couple of days, I’m sure we’ll get the Treasure Box this time.”

They had already tried to slip into the Harper family’s estate, only to come up empty–handed and nearly expose themselves in the process.

But with their experience as the family’s bodyguards, shadowing Romeo had finally paid off; they had uncovered the hiding place.

It was stashed in the ceiling of Romeo’s room, not the closet or under the bed. The old man had taken serious measures to keep it safe, even setting up infrared cameras and reinforcing the manor’s defenses.

It was practically inviting them to make a move.

Lorenzo smirked. Even if Romeo guarded it with his life, they were ready this time. If it meant tearing down the whole Harper family’s estate, they’d get their hands on that Treasure Box, no matter the cost.

A few minutes later, the car pulled to a stop. Felix glanced up lazily.

There were already 30 to 40 cars scattered around the Harper family manor, with more arriving at different times. All in all, there were over 100 people there.

And they weren’t just anyone–each one was an elite Felix had personally trained.

Felix smirked, watching the clock tick past 2 a.m. “Alright. Let’s go. Don’t screw this up again.”

It was both a warning and a final chance. Lorenzo nodded seriously and got out of the car.

A few seconds later, blue fireworks exploded in the sky, glowing brightly against the dark, calm night.

Before the fireworks had even fully faded, black shadows poured out of the cars from all directions, heading straight for the Harper family’s manor.

Inside, Ryan had just had a shouting match with his wife.

The trouble started when Felicia saw him in the backyard, getting too close to a maid. Enraged, Felicia stripped the maid naked and tied her to a tree, causing a scene with Ryan that turned the entire Harper family upside down for hours.

After years of marriage, they’d become too entwined to just separate over a fight. So, the end result was that they both retreated to their separate rooms for a cold war.

By midnight, they were still ignoring each other. Felicia, crying all night, stared at her reflection in the mirror, feeling worse by the minute. But just then, she heard light footsteps outside her door.

She froze, thinking it might be a sign that Ryan was coming to make amends. She stood up, opened the door, and said, “At least you still have- Ah!”

But before she could finish, she saw it wasn’t Ryan standing there–it was a guy with a dark look on his face.

Felicia screamed in terror, but in the next moment, she was knocked unconscious, her bloated body collapsing onto the floor.

The man shut the door without a word, then turned around and saw more than ten of his teammates coming out of different rooms.

They exchanged silent nods before sprinting off to their next target. In just ten minutes, the whole manor was eerily quiet.

Everyone had either been knocked out in their sleep or had their necks snapped during the struggle. The brutality of it all ‘made it clear just how ruthless and cold–blooded this group was

After clearing the manor, they made their way to Romeo’s place

At the small door, Romeo’s handpicked bodyguards were on watch, as usual.

But those dozen or so guards didn’t stand a chance against hundreds of attackers. In no time, more than ten of them were taken out.

With all the threats neutralized, the group advanced toward Romeo’s room.

Romeo wasn’t asleep. He always woke up in the middle of the night, and like every other night, he got up just now. But the moment he stepped out of his room, something felt off.

‘Why is it so quiet tonight?‘ he thought.