Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

It was a fleeting glimpse in the forest, but Tiffany's stunningly beautiful face and the overly delicate bow left an

indelible mark on Richard's memor

Richard gave Sidney a firm smack on the back. “Stop gawking and place a bet.”

“What?” Caught off guard, Sidney replied without thinking, “Who should | bet on?”

Richard, composed as ever, pointed towards Tiffany below. “Her.”

The bets remained open until the very end, and while everyone's attention was on the arena, few noticed that

someone had just placed a one-million-dollar bet on Tiffany to win.

As Tiffany lazily released her first arrow, the crowd watched intently. The arrow sliced through the air with

impressive momentum but, to everyone's surprise, dropped to the ground without grazing the target-missing by

a wide margin.

Laughter erupted from the audience. “I knew it! She's just a pretty face, nothing more!” someone jeered.

“Yeah, all flash and no substance! What a joke!” another chimed in.

“Looks like we're in for a good show today. That strip dance is definitely happening!” someone else cheered, the

excitement growing among the onlookers.

Amid the roaring laughter, Tiffany remained composed, her face a mask of indifference as she loaded her second

arrow. But she missed again.

The crowd's laughter only grew louder. Tiffany missed five consecutive shots in a flash, not earning a point.

To win now, Tiffany would need to hit the bullseye with each of her next five arrows. But the crowd scoffed at the

idea, doubting it was even possible.

Ged laughed so hard he clutched his stomach, pointing at Tiffany as he banged on the table. “Just admit defeat!

If you begnow, | might let you get away with only stripping halfway!”

Given the warm weather and her light attire, Ged clearly implied that she'd have to dance in only her

undergarments.

Tiffany cast a cold glance at Ged before drawing her bow again. Tto get serious, she thought

The audience assumed the outchad already been decided, and there was no need to watch further.

“She’s just making a last-ditch effort before losing,” someone scoffed as the chatter and ridicule continued filling

the arena.

Even Sidney, observing from the second floor, shook his head in disbelief. “She’s going to lose, he muttered.

“Not necessarily,” Richard countered while leaning casually against the floor-to-ceiling window, his expression

relaxed but his tone confident.

“Really?” Sidney was skeptical until he glanced back at the arena and suddenly exclaimed, “What the...

“A perfect ten!”

Tiffany had just released her arrow, striking the bullseye with flawless precision!

The crowd's laughter ceased abruptly, stunned by the unexpected turn.

Just moments ago, Tiffany had missed every shot. Many wondered if this was sheer luck, like a blind cat

stumbling upon a dead mouse.

Swho hadn't been paying close attention earlier quickly concluded that she must have cheated.

But Tiffany remained unflappable. Without hesitation, she released another arrow!

Tiffany scored another perfect ten. And then, in rapid succession, her remaining three arrows. hit the bullseye.

With a final score of fifty points, Tiffany won the match.

Ged was stunned! It wasn’t until that moment that everyone realized Tiffany had intentionally missed her first

five shots. She wanted to

five arrows instead of ten. It was a devastating victory, making it clear that she didn’t even see

prove she could defeat Ged with just Ged as a worthy opponent.

Then, a voice from the crowd rang out, “Someone bet 200 thousand dollars on Tiffany!” The crowd was shocked,

realizing that every cent they bet on Ged was lost.

But the spectacle wasn’t over. As Tiffany stepped down from the platform, she glanced at Ged, a faint smile on

her lips. “Go on, dance. Make sure everyone gets a good look at that unsightly figure of yours.”

Is it too late to back out?” Ged wondered, thinking of making a quick escape. But before he could move, someone

enthusiastically shoved him onto the stage.

The crowd erupted in chants, “Dance! Dance! Dance!”

“What's wrong? Can't handle losing?” someone taunted.

With his face burning with shame, Ged reluctantly started to dance, his movements stiff and awkward. As he

swayed his hips and began stripping, the scene becalmost too painful to watch.

Tiffany had no interest in watching any more of Ged’s humiliating performance and quietly left Nocturne Arena.

Not wanting to inconvenience her family’s driver, she was about to hail a taxi. But just as she stepped outside,

she ran into Kenneth and Sandra, who was clinging to his arm like a lifeline.

“Tiffany, you're out already? Kenneth and | were just about to check on you. We were worried someone might

have bullied you. Are you okay?” Sandra’s words dripped with insincere concern, and her tone was deliberately

laced with affection and provocation.

Tiffany found it laughable and turned to leave, but Sandra suddenly grabbed her arm, her sharp nails digging

into Tiffany's flesh.

“Get lost!” Tiffany snapped, yanking her arm free.

Sandra let out a tic shriek and

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Glaring at Tiffany, Kenneth shouted, “Sandra was worried about you and askedto check on you. This is how

you repay her kindness?”

Tiffany scoffed, “You cto check on me? Do you really think you're that important that everyone should bow

down to you? Who do you think you are?”

Her words sliced through Kenneth’s composure, leaving him momentarily speechless. The Harper family was a

prominent and respected clan in Lovell City-no one had ever dared to speak to him like that.

“You...” Kenneth stammered, pointing at Tiffany, too furious to form a complete sentence.

Tiffany tilted her head, leaning in closer with a mocking smile. “What's the matter, Mr. Harper? Are you going to

hit me?”

Kenneth'’s few words had sparked a fierce anger within Tiffany. If not for the last thread of self-control she held

onto, she would have gladly knocked this arrogant man to the ground.

The tension between them thickened, but beneath Sandra's facade of concern, she secretly reveled in the

escalating conflict.

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Instead of diffusing the situation, Sandra’s words only fanned the flames. Her gentle and understanding

demeanor contrasted sharply with Tiffany's, making Tiffany seem malicious and unreasonable.

“Let's go!” Kenneth snapped at Tiffany, taking Sandra’s hand for the first tdespite Tiffany still being his

fiancée.

A loud clap of thunder rumbled through the sky as summer rain began to pour down without warning. There was

no shelter outside the Nocturne Arena, leaving no place to hide from the downpour.

Already seated in Kenneth’s car, Sandra rolled down the window and called, “Tiffany, get in the car. Don’t get

drenched in the rain.”

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