Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany novel Chapter 596

Chapter 596 

Wilma’s eyes flickered, and after only a few seconds of thought, she hung up on June without hesitation. 

She ignored three more calls in a row, finally switching off her phone altogether. 

“Oh, this dress is perfect for my figure!” she exclaimed, admiring herself in the mirror. 

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At Luna Villa, June looked taken aback and turned to Tiffany, saying, “Miss Kelley, Wilma isn’t answering.” 

Tiffany was in the middle of preparing medicine and barely reacted. Instead, she chuckled. “Well, that’s expected.” 

A selfish, shameless person who suddenly stumbled into luxury wouldn’t willingly let go and step away. 

June hesitated, feeling a twinge of annoyance. “So we just let her be?” she asked, though she knew this would still be a blow to Melody. 

Tiffany shook her head, carefully adding each ingredient into her mixture before adding a drop of her blood. Then, she replied, “This is just the beginning.” 

This time, she intended to see Melody confess to her crimes and pay the price, making sure the murderer who’d evaded justice would finally face the consequences. 

Someone had to be responsible for Jade’s and Ged’s death. And Wilma was just the bait. 

June caught on to Tiffany’s meaning and asked, “Miss Kelley, what do we do next?” 

Tiffany replied, “Cut off her access to the credit card.” 

With Melody’s credit card disabled, Wilma wouldn’t have any more money to blow through. 

“Yes!” June answered and promptly went to carry it out. 

Within a single weekend, Wilma had indulged in endless shopping sprees, reassured by Melody’s status as a wealthy heiress. She thought her card would never max out. 

That was, until the moment she saw a diamond necklace priced at twenty thousand dollars. With a smug air, she tossed the card to the salesgirl and said, “Charge it.” 

There was a beep. The salesgirl said, “I’m sorry. Your card balance is zero, Please provide a different card.” 

‘Zero? Impossible.‘ Wilma’s eyes widened, and she grabbed the reader, only to see that it showed zeros. 

“It worked fine yesterday!” Clenching her teeth, Wilma tried another card. 

The salesgirl said, “I’m sorry. This card also declined.” 

Wilma tried again. 

“Apologies, but this one’s empty as well.” After six or seven attempts, the salesgirl’s gaze shifted from polite to condescending. 

She thought Wilma was just pretending to be a big spender. 

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Wilma felt a stab of humiliation as if she’d been thrust back to her old life. She remembered winning a couple of thousand dollars at a poker game. Then, she went to buy a gold bracelet, only to find it was worth thousands of dollars more than she could afford. 

That day, under scornful and mocking stares, she’d left humiliated. 

She later stole that bracelet out of spite, but the sneering looks stayed with her, haunting her. Just like now. 

After two days of living the high life, Wilma believed that everyone should be at her beck and call, catering to her whims. But she hadn’t expected her fantasy to collapse so quickly. 

Seething with frustration, she removed the jewelry she’d tried on and scurried away from the counter, humiliated. 

Yet, before leaving, she cast a defiant glance back, silently vowing that the jewelry would still be hers by tonight. 

Back at the villa, Wilma unleashed her anger on the servants, grabbing Fleur by the collar and demanding, “Who are my parents? Why aren’t they sending me money? Why am I not getting any money?” 

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Fleur was grabbed by the collar. She gasped and said, “Let go…of me…” 

Wilma snapped, “Talk now!” 

Wilma’s temper was notoriously volatile. When she was calm, she could manage a fake smile and polite words, but once ignited, she was a nightmare. 

At home, she had frequent brawls with her husband and in–laws over trivial matters. Her temper caused chaos in the family. With tears in her eyes, Fleur glanced at her, baffled at why “Melody” seemed to have gone insane over a single weekend, behaving like a stranger and spouting nonsensical questions. 

She explained, “Your allowance is transferred monthly by Mr. Kelley’s staff. The payment date hasn’t arrived, so you won’t receive a dime until then.” 

Charlie gave her a generous monthly allowance, but Melody had no sense of moderation. With the villa full of luxury items and her tastes thoroughly spoiled, it was no surprise her appetite only grew. 

Wilma didn’t know any of this. She repeated Charlie’s name, then muttered, “So he’s the one keeping me here? Letting me live in this mansion? He must be loaded.” 

Fleur frowned and looked at Wilma in puzzlement. 

But Wilma was oblivious to Fleur’s reaction, scrolling through the contacts on Melody’s phone for Charlie’s number. 

When their bodies swapped, their clothes stayed the same. So naturally, Melody’s phone was still on her. Scrolling through, Wilma eventually found a contact labeled “Charlie Kelley.” 

Wilma called him, adjusting her voice to sound soft and syrupy. Once he picked up, she cooed. “Sweetheart, I’m out of cash.” Meanwhile, the silence was thick on the other end. Charlie’s face was twisted in stunned disgust.