Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Tiffany 617 Chapter 617 As Tiffany walked through the office, employees passing by either looked shocked or stayed silent.

Only a few immediately nodded and greeted her. "Go "Mrs. Hampton." Voices rose one after another.

morning, Mrs. Hampton." Tiffany nodded in acknowledgment and headed straight for the CEO's private elevator.

The button lit up, and the face recognition-enabled elevator opened. Tiffany stepped inside.

Richard had given her all kinds of privileges, and the private elevator was one of them.

The numbers climbed steadily as the elevator ascended.

Once Tiffany was out of sight, several employees on the first floor gathered and whispered, "Do you think Mrs. Hampton is: here to apologize to Mrs. Hampton? That scandal broke out this morning." "Honestly, Mrs. Hampton has nothing going for her besides her looks! I really feel bad for Mr. Hampton. He's such a cool, disciplined, and powerful man, yet he's completely smitten by a woman like that," a woman commented.

A young woman echoed, "Exactly! A loose woman like Tiffany is bound to stir up trouble, even after marriage. Who knows when we'll hear about her and that man from the Harper family again." A woman in brown said, "Speaking of which, when that scandal was exposed today, Mr. Hampton didn't even have it taken down. You know what that means? It means he's angr Who knows if tomorrow's wedding will even happen?" The group of women huddled together, their voices dripping with sadism. If the wedding really got called off, they would be thrilled to see it happen.

After all, so many people dreamed of marrying into wealth. If Richard's wedding fell apart, the women in the entire city would probably burst out laughing, and it would mean their chances came.

"Ding. The elevator arrived at the top floor.

Tiffany, familiar with the layout, headed straight for the CEO's office at the far end.

When Tyrone spotted her, he rushed over with his mouth opening in relief. "Mrs. Hampton! You're finally here!" Seeing the assistant's flustered and almost desperate expression, Tiffany asked, "What's wrong?" "What's wrong? Well, you hung up on the King of Jealousy.

'Not only did you not appease him, but you also ignored him. and the office instantly plunged into a chilling silence. His presence makes it feel like the walls are closing in.

I genuinely thought I might not make it out alive! Tyrone yelled internally but carefully explained, "Mr. Hampton is in a bad mood... Please go cheer him up.

If Tiffany didn't, Tyrone doubted he would survive another day working there.

"Oh Tiffany nodded in understanding and walked briskly toward the intimidating office everyone avoided.

The door opened to reveal a spacious, minimalistic room with clean lines and a polished aesthetic. Sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, complementing the gray toned floor and the understated luxury of the decor.

In the center of the room sat a large desk, behind which Richard was immersed in paperwork, his expression cold and 1/3 08:24 Tue, Dec 3 Chapter 617 unreadable.

D 91% Dressed in a tailored suit with a crisp white shirt underneath, his strong presence exuded restraint and authority, mixed with an air of unattainable allure. His long and slender fingers moved gracefully, his every motion clean and captivating As Tiffany's gaze traveled upward, she saw his flawlessly handsface. It was impossible not to be struck by his sheer beauty. Even now, her breath hitched just looking at him. She stood frozen in place, momentarily dazed.

Despite their intimate relationship and connection, every tTiffany saw him from a distance, her heart still fluttered.

She stood at the door in a daze, forgetting to move.

Richard raised his head. His deep eyes flashed briefly with surprise and joy upon seeing her, but he quickly masked it with an indifferent expression as if nothing had happened.

Then, he deliberately put on a long face to show her that he was very angry.

Tiffany closed the door and strode forward.

Leaning over the desk, she propped herself up, her face blocking the paperwork as she smiled brightly and said, "Richard, are you really angry?" Richard turned his chair slightly, avoiding her gaze.

Tiffany stayed draped over the desk, resting her chin in her hands. “I hung up on you because I wanted to csee you in person. Don't you think it's better to talk face-to-face? Or... you don't want to see me?" Richard gave her a sidelong glance. His typically cold and unyielding expression wavered unexpectedly when his eyes landed on an enticingly graceful neckline.

He coughed, and his expression beca little unnatural. Though he tried to maintain his composure, his eyes betrayed him with their fleeting glances.

Tiffany still leaned on his desk and looked at him with a smile, seemingly unaware of everything.

But Richard knew what she was up to. This little minx is doing this on purpose. She is deliberately teasing me, using her charms to sway me! And damn it, I'm falling for it." Cursing internally, Richard's enigmatic eyes deepened. He stretched out his long arm to pull her into his lap.

Without giving her a chance to escape, he claimed her lips with a fierce, domineering kiss. It was passionate, consuming, and left no room for resistance-a kiss that burned with unrestrained intensity and raw possessiveness.

Tiffany felt like laughing but instead fully embraced him, responding just as eagerly.

The temperature in the room climbed steadily.

At spoint, her arms were wrapped around his neck, and his bands began wandering downward.

It was a moment that could easily spiral into something unstoppable. But then there were knocks on the door, followed by the sound of the doorknob turning.

Richard reacted immediately, pulling Tiffany's clothes back into place in an instant. Tiffany was even quicker, slipping under the desk to hide before the door fully opened.

Everything looked normal, as if nothing had just happened.

The intruder turned out to be a foreign business partner who lug been negotiating a deal with the company.

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The man said. "Mr. Hamptop, about the collaboration we discussed last time, why has the interest rate increased by another one percent! This is unacceptable." Behind him trailed Tyrone, who looked defeated and frazzled. He had tried his best to stop the man but couldn't him from barging in.

Tyrone scanned around the room nervously and wondered in shock, Where is Mrs. Hampton?" prevent There was no trace of Tiffany, but Tyrone couldn't help but feel that his boss's face looked so much grimmer it seemed irderous Tyrone's heart skipped a beat. He cried for help internally, 'God, please save me!"

Oblivious to the tension in the air, the foreign partner continued rambling, launching into a lengthy monologue. "Mr. Hampton, regarding this deal. I have several more requests. First, your company needs to cut down three percent, and also that batch of..." The man droned on and on, completely unaware that Richard wasn't listening to a single word.

Because under the desk, mischievous little hand was slowly creeping up his pant leg.

Damn it. Richard clenched his jaw, trying to collect himself. He reached down to grab her hand, hoping to stop whatever disaster she was about to cause.

But Tiffany wasn't about to give up so easily. With one hand immobilized, she boldly started using the other.

Richard's expression darkened further, his usually cold eyes now om filled with a raging storm. They were idy yet burning. swirling mix of suppressed fury and uncontrollable desire. Practically gritting his teeth, he forced out a low, warning growl, "Knock if off" SEND GIFT