Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany novel Chapter 52

Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Chapter 52

On the way, Zoe hummed, “Tiffany, I bet your fiancé is going to regret this sooner or later.”

‘How can he not regret ignoring Tiffany and instead trying to please a b**h? If that’s not being blind, what is?’ Zoe thought.

Tiffany just smiled and didn’t say anything. Whether Kenneth would regret it or not didn’t matter.

What did matter was that whenever she thought of how s**pid she was in her last life, Tiffany was the one who felt the most regret.

At the staircase, after Tiffany and Zoe had insulted Kenneth and Sandra gleefully and were about to walk away, Kenneth, enraged, looked like he wanted to chase after them.

Sandra bit her lip, a glint of resentment flashing in her eyes. Being a woman herself, she could read between the lines. Especially since yesterday, when Kenneth had said he’d stand up for her, Sandra couldn’t stop wondering whether he really wanted to protect her, or if he was just using this as an excuse to go against Tiffany.

‘Men are all the same. They’re never satisfied with someone who’s devoted to them but is instead drawn to someone who plays hard to get,’ Sandra thought..

Sandra gritted her teeth. Whether Tiffany’s cold attitude was real or just a tactic to lure Kenneth in, it didn’t matter. The title of Mrs. Harper was hers to claim.

Seeing Kenneth about to run after them, Sandra came up with a plan quickly.

“Kenneth,” Sandra called out weakly, only to faint the next second.

“Sandra!” Kenneth was quick to catch her.

Half an hour later, Kenneth had carried her to her dorm room after a quick visit to the school clinic, where they confirmed Sandra was fine, aside from a little low blood sugar.

After laying Sandra down in her room, Kenneth stood up. “I’ll go get some food. Drink this water and wait for me to come back, alright?”

“Okay.” Sandra nodded sweetly, her heart filled with warmth.

As soon as Kenneth left, Sandra shot up from the bed and took out some pills she’d prepared earlier. She dropped them into a glass of water, where they dissolved instantly.

Not long after, Kenneth returned with two meals, clearly planning to stay and eat with her.

After they finished eating, Sandra handed him the now-cold glass of water and said gently, “Drink more water.”

Kenneth took the glass and drank it without suspicion. After tidying up the table, Sandra excused herself to take out the trash. When she came back, she made sure to lock the apartment door.

It was still early in the afternoon, and Tiffany wouldn’t be back yet. So this was Sandra’s chance.

Sandra calculated the time, and as the effects of the drug should be kicking in, she leaned closer to Kenneth. “I’m still feeling a little dizzy. Could you help me to my room?”

The walk from the living room to her bedroom was only a few steps, but Kenneth, ever the gentleman, agreed. However, just as they stepped inside, Sandra shut the door quickly.

Kenneth turned around, puzzled, only to see Sandra unbuttoning her shirt, revealing a lacy camisole and her pale skin underneath.

Despite the drug taking hold, Kenneth’s remaining sense of rationality caused him to frown. “What are you doing?”

Sandra continued to approach him, undressing as she went. “Kenneth, you have no idea how much I love you. From the moment I first saw you, my heart has belonged to you.”

According to Sandra’s original plan, everything should have gone smoothly from here. No man could resist a woman’s sweet words and advances, especially not when he’s been drugged.

But to Sandra’s shock, Kenneth pushed her away and bolted out of the room. Even though the door was locked, he managed to undo the latch in seconds and stormed out.