Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 582 Tiffany looked at Grelle with a hint of disappointment and pity in her eyes.

Grelle immediately exploded when she saw that. She stomped her feet and shouted, "Don't look atwith such pity! I don't need your fake pity! Do you think I'll be grateful to you just because you helped our village? Dream on!" Tiffany retorted, "Do you think I did it for your gratitude?" Back then, she didn't mind investing so much money into Melver Mountain.

Even if Grelle repaid her kindness with ingratitude.

However, at least the Sandy couple and the other villagers in Melvor Mountain were grateful. They were content and kind, and they used the help given by her and Richard to improve their lives bit by bit.

As for Grelle, because of her slightly magnified desire and selfishness, she was scheming and doing underhanded things repeatedly! Sometimes, Tiffany couldn't help but wonder if she had provoked Grelle, or if shearts simply couldn't withstand any tests.

Grelle was rendered speechless when she heard Tiffany's words.

Yes, Tiffany was extremely rich. Although she had invested so much, she had never thought of using this to build herself up or create hype.

However, it was precisely because of this unfair fate that Grelle could not take things lying down! She yelled, "We're both human so why do you have a better life than me? Why are you able to live so luxuriously? Why are you able to get any men you want? Why do I have to live in your nightmare?" Her expression was gloomy. It was completely different from the bright and beautiful smile she had back then.

It seemed like once shearts have changed, it was really difficult to go back.

Hearing this, Tiffany smiled. Her eyes were filled with mockery as she questioned, "According to you, should everyone who feels that their fate is unfair should use the price of harming others as the goal of committing crimes? Should they destroy themselves by seeking death? At the end of the day, you're just being selfish. Even if you feel that your life is unfair, don't you think you're also lucky when you think about it carefully? Compared to those people who spend their lives in the abyss, your parents are willing to create warmth and love for you even if they aren't rich. Isn't it ridiculous to only think about what you can't get instead of what you already have?" Tiffany enunciated each word clearly.

Grelle's entire body trembled as if her thoughts had been exposed. She was so embarrassed that she felt angry She shouted, "Shut up!" Tiffany spread her hands and did not want to speak.

However, Grelle was already enraged. She took out the lighter hidden behind her and walked towards Tiffany.

She howled, "Everything will be fine as long as you disappear. I'll be happy and perhaps by then, Mr. Hampton will finally be able to see my existence. I'll definitely treat Mr. Hampton better than you. Die!" There was a layer of oil on the iron cage so it would burn very quickly as long as it was lit.

Grelle had already prepared everything.

She was really determined to kill Tiffany.

Tiffany sighed softly and looked at Grelle with disappointment as she said, "I wanted to let you go." It was precisely because of this that she gave Grelle so many chances again and again.

"Cut the crap! You must die today!" Grelle sneered. "I've already locked you in a cage. Do you really think you have a chance to escape?" As soon as she finished speaking, she threw the lighter to the ground.

The moment the flames touched the oil, there was a bang and the cage was instantly engulfed in flames! The fire was burning high enough to burn a person alive.

Grelle choked on the smoke and took a few steps back. After wiping her eyes, she looked at the fire in front of her. She was overjoyed when she thought of Tiffany being engulfed by the flames.

She thought, 'Burn to death! The higher the temperature, the better!' The hatred and joy in her eyes were almost overflowing.

But just as she was feeling smug, she suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Why wasn't Tiffany screaming in pain despite the fire being so big? Grelle was a little surprised and wanted to go forward to carefully check if Tiffany was still in the sea of flames. However, she had just taken a step when she heard a lazy voice behind her.

"Are you looking for me?" Grelle's body stiffened and her scalp went numb.

She slowly turned around and saw Tiffany looking at her with a faint smile. Her clothes were clean and spotless. Even her hair had not been touched by the fire.

She stuttered, "How did you... how did you..." She was stunned and her eyes widened in disbelief.

"One cage and you're already confident of winning?" Tiffany's lips twitched nonchalantly.

There were many ways for her to get out of the cage. For example, she could use her switchblade to cut a hole in the cage, or forcefully open the lock. If not... she could kill Grelle first and get John to open the cage for her.

She thought, 'She wanted to killwith such a simple scheme? She must be dreaming She demanded, "Tellwhere Zoe is." "If you're so capable, why don't you find her yourself?" Grelle smiled coldly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she said this, she suddenly felt dizzy. By the tshe reacted, she was already lying on the ground and her entire body was in pain as if her bones had been crushed! Tiffany retracted her leg and her expression gradually turned cold. "Do you really think I have so much patience to play with you? Do you really think I won't do anything to you?" She thought, 'How dare you act as though you have the upper hand?' Grelle struggled to get up from the ground. Only at this moment did she feel powerless.

She originally thought that her plan would be foolproof as long as she threw Tiffany into the iron cage that could not be broken free. Only at this moment did she realize that the two of them were not on the slevel at all.

The disparity in strength was so great that she was not even qualified to be mentioned in the sbreath as Tiffany! Tiffany asked again, “I'll ask you one last time. Where is Zoe?" Grelle paused for a while but ended up saying, "She's in a hotel in that small town around 10 miles away."

She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. It seemed as though she had given up hope as she just lay on the ground. The fire in the cage not far away gradually subsided.

It was as if nothing had ever happened.

The sound of sirens wailing broke the silence.

The crof attempted murder was firmly pinned on Grelle.

The Sandy couple, who had rushed over after hearing the news, watched as their daughter was brought into the police car. They stared for a long tas tears welled up in their eyes. In the end, they only said, "We'll wait for you to cout." Cynthia immediately burst into tears when she heard that.

Once she was charged with attempted murder, she didn't even swould know if her parent's would still be around after she was released from prison. Not only did she fail to be filial to her parents, she caused them to worry more instead.

She buried her head in her knees.

At this moment, all she felt was regret.

She regretted her impulsiveness and jealousy. She regretted abandoning her morals and conscience.

If she could start all over again...

No, there was no chance to redo it.

The trial for attempted murder cquickly and she was sentenced to fifteen years in prison.

Tiffany sighed softly. She lowered her eyes and sighed helplessly in her heart.