Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany novel Chapter 16

Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Chapter 16

Once boarding school life kicked in, evenings were filled with classes or study hall. No one was allowed to leave campus until the weekend.

By the time Tiffany finished her evening study session and got back to the dorm, it was already 8:30 PM.

She quickly packed a bag and slipped out through the balcony.

The early summer breeze was refreshingly cool. Streetlights dotted the path ahead like a galaxy of stars in the night sky.

Tiffany stuck to the shadows, making her way to the school’s perimeter wall. With surprising agility, she scaled it and headed straight for the Skyline Bar.

It was hands down the biggest, most upscale bar in Lovell City.

Tonight was the night. Uncle Stan was meeting his shady building materials supplier to sign their under-the-table deal. Tiffany’s mission? Swipe that contract without anyone noticing.

Before entering the bar, Tiffany changed out of her school uniform into a casual dress she’d packed.

The moment she stepped inside, heads turned. Tiffany’s dazzling looks and effortless grace drew attention from all corners.

Her long, dark hair cascaded down her back. Her face, free of makeup, was still stunningly beautiful. There was something almost otherworldly about her-alluring yet innocent, breathtakingly gorgeous.

Within a minute, several guys approached, drinks in hand.

Tiffany brushed past them with a quick “Sorry.” After all, she wasn’t here to party. She was here on a mission.

Uncle Owen had tipped her off about Stan’s secret meeting, but the bar was huge. Tiffany would have to search every private room to find them.

As she made her way deeper into the bar, a very a very drunk guy started following her.

“Hey, beautiful! Don’t run away… I won’t bite…” He lunged at Tiffany, grinning stupidly. Tiffany was about to kick him into next week when someone beat her to it.

In a blur of motion, the drunk went flying, slamming against the wall with a thud.

Tiffany blinked in surprise. Talk about being plastered to the wall. Literally.

Before she could process what happened, a familiar voice spoke behind her. “What are you doing here?”

That deep, cool voice. She knew it instantly. Tiffany turned to find Richard’s handsome face looking down at her.

He wore an expensive, deep blue suit that emphasized his tall, lean frame. Every move he made exuded elegance and authority. He was captivating yet intimidating.

Tiffany couldn’t help but stare.

Looking at Richard, Tiffany finally understood what people meant by “clothes make the man.” His physique was perfect-lean in all the right places, but clearly well-built.

It was no wonder he was the most eligible bachelor in Lovell City.

Tiffany’s admiring gaze earned her a gentle tap on the head from Richard.

“See something you like?” he teased.

Tiffany nearly choked on her own spit.

How did Richard go from being the untouchable ice prince to acting like this? It was a confusing shift, to say the least.

Tiffany waved her hands frantically. “No way! I’m just here looking for someone. Got some… business to take care of.” She couldn’t exactly spill the details.

But Richard surprised her. “Who are you looking for? I can help.”

The Hamptons were practically royalty in Lovell City. Finding someone in a bar? Child’s play for him.