Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany novel Chapter 19

Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Chapter 19

Selena quickly jumped in and said, “Hold up, is there some misunderstanding here? Maybe Stan got played because he is short on experience.”

This was a script they’d reh**ed beforehand. If things went south, they’d just deny it to the death and claim they never pocketed the money

Charlie raised an eyebrow, a cold smile spreading across his face. “Got played? You think I’d buy that?”

“Bro, you gotta believe me. I swear I’ve never done anything to stab you in the back. I’ve been busting my a** for this company, you know? All for those extra two percent profit margins. I ran myself ragged trying to find the right supplier, and I ended up getting played like a fiddle. How the hell was I supposed to know the guy was pulling a fast one on me?” Stan wailed pitifully.

Tiffany watched the scene unfold from the sidelines, her eyes dripping with disdain. The Olsons were all drama queens. To anyone who didn’t know better, they might really believe. Stan was the victim here.

Charlie’s face was a storm cloud, his jaw clenched tight. He bit his tongue, but the silence spoke volumes. This was no small potatoes-he was seeing red.

“Come on, man, I swear I got played. You gotta believe me!” Stan blubbered, turning on the waterworks full blast and pulling out all the stops in his desperate plea.

“Remember when I saved you twice as kids? You said I was your number one bro and you’d always trust me. Said we were closer than real brothers. Did you just forget all that?” Stan pressed on.

At those words, Charlie’s rage melted like ice cream on a hot sidewalk. The storm clouds on his face cleared in a snap.

Tiffany could read her dad like a book. She knew these words were Stan’s golden ticket – he’d just hit the jackpot in the blame game.

Charlie was big on loyalty and feelings. It was true that Stan had saved his butt twice before.

Once when Charlie nearly drowned, Stan jumped in to rescue him, almost dying himself. Another time when wolves attacked Charlie, and Stan ran with him until some hunters came to their rescue.

So even after making it big, Charlie never forgot what Stan did for him. He’d bend over backward for Stan, always giving him another chance.

Tiffany knew the Olsons were up to no good, but she wasn’t about to call them out. If she couldn’t drop the mic on their whole operation, why bother throwing shade? No point in- poking the bear if you can’t take it down.

Sure enough, Charlie caved after Stan’s s**b story. “Stay home tomorrow,” he said. “I’ll clean up this mess.”

Charlie was gonna bite the bullet and shell out the 12 million dollars from his own pocket. Talk about taking one for the team.

Stan knew he was still in deep s**it. Charlie might’ve cut him some slack, but the other shareholders were gonna be out for blood. His cushy job was history… but at least he wasn’t totally screwed.

Stan’s voice cracked as he choked out, “Thanks, bro.”

And just like that, the 12-million-dollar scandal was buried. Stan got off with a slap on the wrist, losing his job but dodging any real heat.

Charlie didn’t stick around – he just exchanged a few words with Thalia before taking off for the office.

The tension at home was palpable, and the s**nts were too scared to speak up.

Thalia rubbed her temples-her headache had flared up again. Tiffany quickly called for a s***nt to bring some warm milk and then helped her mom to bed.