Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany novel Chapter 430

Chapter 430 

All the tender affection vanished. 

Richard was stunned. He slowly looked down and saw that his white shirt was stained with blood, and an extremely sharp dagger was stabbed into his heart. 

In front of him, Tiffany’s eyes were cold and distant. Little did anyone know the struggle in her heart and how hard she was resisting internally. 

How she wished that it was all a dream. But it wasn’t. The reality was she stabbed him, and she was pushing the dagger further in inch by inch. 

Tiffany could feel the dagger in her hand ruthlessly pressing into Richard’s heart. Bit by bit, it cut open his flesh, and blood oozed out. She pressed harder into his heart without hesitation. 

Richard didn’t dodge or move, but his dark and deep–set eyes were filled with disbelief. “Tiffany…” He called out her name, and it was a cry of pain and shock. 

John and the others, who were guarding outside, sensed that something was wrong. They immediately rushed in and saw what happened. Tiffany was smiling beautifully like an angel, whereas Richard stood straight and tall. 

The two of them stood close to each other, and it was supposed to be an extremely loving and beautiful scene. Sadly, a dagger had penetrated Richard’s chest as he shared this intimate moment with Tiffany. 

Bright red blood trickled down the handle of the knife, staining the carpet under their feet. The warmth was gone. What was left was and there was only coldness and a heart of stone. 

John widened his eyes in shock. In the next second, his heart was filled with anger and worry. He immediately rushed forward with his men. “Mr. Hampton!” he cried. 

“Get out!” A strong gust of wind blew, and all the men, including John, who was worried about Richard’s wound, were sent flying. 

The entire room was in a mess, and the gust of wind wreaked havoc. All the men who were sent flying were smashed heavily against the wall. 

Richard became extremely hostile and wrathful. His handsome face had turned vile. His eyes were filled with monstrous anger and murderous intent, and the temperature of the room dropped to the freezing point. 

Seeing that, John, who was lying on the ground, felt his nerves taut. When the king rages, a massacre follows. The brutal and ruthless demon has returned,‘ he said to himself. 

No matter how violent the gust was, Tiffany was left unscathed. Even though Richard was furious, he could not bear to hurt her. 

Tiffany closed her eyes. Her remaining consciousness almost tore her to pieces. Her heart was hurting so much. It was as if she was being clasped tightly by a pair of invisible hands. so tight that she could not breathe. 

Despite that, her body was out of her control. She heard herself saying, “Richard, do you think I really like you? You’re just tool.” 

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‘I’m just a tool? Richard murmured in his head and stared fixedly at Tiffany. His scorching and sharp gaze was about to put a hole through her. “Do you really mean that?” he asked. 

Even though her mind resisted, her body betrayed her. “Yeah,” she murmured. “I hated you from the very beginning. All I wanted was to get back at Kenneth. Now that I’ve got what I wanted, the only thing left that’s useful to me is your blood–to open the Treasure Box.” 

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Her smile was like a rose in full bloom, and her flawless face radiated the confidence of someone who’d already won. “People 

Mr. Hampton’s untouchable, so I figured, why not see for myself?” 

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Tiffany leaned in close to Richard’s car, her voice dripping with lazy mockery. “Didn’t think you’d be this easy to break. 

The moment she finished speaking, Richard hurled his arm and grabbed her neck. Tiffany didn’t struggle. Instead, she said firmly, “You won’t kill me because you just couldn’t.” 

Richard really couldn’t bear to. This man, who had no weaknesses, was defeated by the woman he loved most. He could’ve killed her right there and then, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. 

“You know me. Very good.” Richard slowly released his grip on Tiffany’s neck. Very shortly, the poison spread, and his hands began to turn black. 

‘What a ruthless woman. She smeared the dagger with poison. Was she worried that I wouldn’t die from the fatal blow? She actually had a plan B?‘ Richard wondered. 

He realized just how foolish he’d been, letting himself fall for Tiffany. Her smile had him wrapped around her finger, making him look like a complete fool. Richard stumbled back, utterly defeated, and landed flat on his back. 

“Mr. Hampton!” John quickly got up from the ground and dashed to support Richard. The latter’s wound was too deep and the bleeding wouldn’t stop. 

Moreover, the poison was spreading rapidly. It looked like Richard was going to die. 

John’s eyes were bloodshot as he looked at Tiffany with hatred. He looked at her as if he wanted to eat her up. It was the _complete opposite of how he used to smile at her like a silly kid. 

“Miss Kelley, if it wasn’t for the fact that Mr. Hampton didn’t want to harm you, I would’ve killed you myself!” 

After saying this, he immediately carried Richard and left the place with his men. “Where’s Mr. Pauley? Find Mr. Pauley! Hurry!” John was anxious and flustered. 

After they left, Felix walked out of the room next door. He gently stroked Tiffany’s cheek and said approvingly, “Not bad, you did well.” 

Tiffany did not answer as she had yet to regain her consciousness. However, Felix continued, “In return, I’ve already sent your family back. Don’t worry, they won’t know what happened today.” With that, Felix left with a smile. 

The meticulously planned engagement party was ruined. For some reason, this incident spread. Everyone knew that Richard had been stabbed by his bride–to–be on the day of the engagement party.