Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany novel Chapter 21

Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Chapter 21

Watching Sandra’s face go through a whole emotional rollercoaster, Tiffany just rolled her eyes and left.

Whatever Sandra was cooking up. Tiffany couldn’t care less. As far as she was concerned, Sandra and Kenneth deserved each other it was a match made in hell, and she was all for it.

After breakfast, taking advantage of the weekend, Tiffany brought Eric along to accompany Thalia to the hospital. Thalia had been suffering from frequent headaches lately, and Tiffany wouldn’t be at ease unless they got it checked out.

Talk about a small world – the hospital they went to was the most famous one in Lovell City, owned by the Pauley family. As a century-old medical dynasty, the Pauleys wielded significant influence in town. And Sidney was the family’s youngest scion.

When they arrived, the hospital was a madhouse. The place was crawling with patients. Looks like they were in for the long haul – two hours minimum before they’d even get a chance to be seen.

“Mom, come and take a seat,” Tiffany said, helping massage Thalia’s temples. “You’ve got to learn to take it easy, fuel up right, and not sweat the small stuff. That’s why your head’s always giving you trouble.”

“Take it easy? As if! The Olsons are a total train wreck. Lucky we caught this supply chain mess before it blew up, or your dad would’ve been toast!” Thalia groaned.

Putting on a brave face for the kids, Thalia tried to change the subject. “This headache’s no big deal. Maybe we should just call it quits and head home.”

“Not a chance, Tiffany said firmly. “We’ve come this far, might as well go the whole nine yards and get you looked at.”

Eric nodded in agreement.

Thalia gave up trying to sway the stubborn siblings. She just smiled and went along with it.

After a long wait, it was finally their turn. Thalia stood up, ready to go in with the kids. But out of nowhere, three burly guys appeared and blocked the door, barring their way.

“Step aside and let our madam through. The rest of you, back off!” one of them barked, throwing his weight around.

Tiffany saw red in a heartbeat. “Oh yeah? And what if I don’t play ball?” she shot back, digging her heels in with her hands on her hips.

The bodyguard scowled at her. “Listen up, missy. You better scram before you cross the Hayes family. Trust me, you don’t want to see what happens if you don’t!”

Suddenly, a decked-out rich lady, Charlotte Hayes, came strutting out from behind the bodyguards with her nose so high in the air.

Rolling her eyes, she snapped, “What’s with all the talking? If these nobodies won’t scram, just kick them out,”

Thalia tugged on Tiffany’s sleeve and whispered, “Hey, Tiffany, let’s just go. We can wait a bit longer.

But Tiffany stood her ground. She could take a lot, but backing down for no reason would only encourage these jerks to push people around even more.

As soon as Charlotte barked the order, her bodyguards moved to shove Tiffany and Thalia out. But before they could lay a hand on Thalia, Tiffany sprang into action, grabbing two of the men’s wrists in a vise-like grip.

Tiffany twisted their wrists hard and fast. The men let out piercing yells that echoed through the hallway.