Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany novel Chapter 49

Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Chapter 49

Richard raised an eyebrow, intrigued by Tiffany’s sudden burst of excitement. “Are you interested in this?” he asked.

Tiffany chuckled and replied, “Not really. I just haven’t been here before, so it’s all a bit new to me.”

Tiffany sounded perfectly serious, but Richard gave her a knowing look. He thought, ‘Not been here before? Who’s she kidding?’

ne: before

When it came to Tiffany, Richard figured that her words could only trust about half of what she said-the rest was just noise.

They had only been seated for a short while when Tiffany checked the time, deciding it was about time to get ready.

Suddenly, Tiffany frowned, clutching her stomach with a pained expression. “I don’t feel so good. I think I ate too much and fast, and now my stomach’s killing me.”

“I’ll take you to the hospital,” Richard said, standing immediately as if to carry her out.

Tiffany backed away quickly, shaking her head. “No, no! I just need to hit the restroom!” Then she spun around and darted off seen.

Richard didn’t argue, sitting back down to wait patiently. But even after the auction had started, Tiffany was nowhere to be Where was Tiffany?

After heading to the restroom, Tiffany had changed into a different outfit, put on a mask, and disguised herself with simple makeup. She was now ready to take her place backstage as Treasure Tower’s new appraiser.

This auction was all about money, so Frank had come in person. When he first saw Tiffany, he was startled, thinking she was an imposter.

Just as Frank was about to confront her, Tiffany spoke up first. “My previous identity wasn’t very convenient. So, from now on, this is how I’ll be showing up at events.”

Frank studied Tiffany closely. Although he didn’t know exactly which wealthy family she belonged to, his decades of experience in the field had taught him to be flexible.

In fact, Frank thought this was a good idea-less ha**le in the future. So he gave her a nod of approval.

But the older, more seasoned appraisers weren’t as accepting. They were not pleased that Frank had hired such a young, inexperienced girl.

One of them, dismissing Tiffany outright, barked, “Hey, kid! Get over here and clean up this mess. Don’t you know the rules?”

‘Rules? Rules are meant to be broken,’ Tiffany thought, completely ignoring him.

Seeing Tiffany put on white gloves calmly, a few of the appraisers got angry. “Young and clueless! You don’t know what you’re getting into. You’ll be in tears soon enough!”

“Arrogant, full of yourself! You have never faced any real hardships, right?” another scoffed.

The appraisers sat together, grumbling to each other.

As for Tiffany? She acted like she hadn’t heard a word, focusing on the treasures entirely that would soon be displayed at the auction.

Then the appraisers were left speechless. ‘Has she really just ignored everything we said?’ one appraiser thought.

It felt like a punch landed in thin air-frustrating and unsatisfying. Then they were determined to teach Tiffany a lesson.

One of the most senior appraisers, someone with significant authority called John, walked over and said sternly, “You’re new, so you have no business touching those antiques. Today, you’ll be in charge of showcasing those instead.”

With that, John pointed dismissively to a glass case filled with diamonds and some modern jewelry made from rare gems.

While the diamonds and jewels were valuable, especially coming from the Treasure Tower, the auction attendees were mostly there for the rare antiques. Compared to those, these pieces were of little interest.