Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany novel Chapter 683

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Chapter 683 

‘Do I really not need to worry?‘ Tiffany lifted her head, her eyes shimmering with unease. 

Jeremy’s call replayed in her inind, saying Richard was at the Azure Sea Royal Family palace. But when she pressed him for details, he dodged her questions. His tone was laced with hesitation and conflict. 

Jeremy, always calm and composed, was now acting evasive. She couldn’t understand why. 

Unanswered questions weighed heavily on her. She could only hope to find clarity once she arrived. 

Tiffany lowered her head, remaining silent. 

Meanwhile, Morwen, bound and seated nearby, let out a mocking laugh. “Maybe he’s just moved on to someone else.” 

Though her Double Love Poison had failed to work on Richard, it didn’t stop her from stirring trouble. 

Even if her claim was baseless, causing trouble to Tiffany brought her a twisted satisfaction. Morwen was smug. 

Tiffany glanced at her with a faint smile. “You should worry about yourself. Once we get to the Azure Sea Royal Family, do you think your title as Saintess will still mean anything?” 

Morwen’s smirk froze instantly. 

Since being captured by Tiffany, she’d been held in a dark, damp cell with no way to escape. The confinement had left her -gaunt and withered. 

Under such circumstances, her figure had rapidly wasted away. Her once–radiant appearance was devoid of any former 

charm now. 

If she returned to the Azure Sea Royal Family in this state, her reputation and influence would be shattered. Worse, the Azure Sea King, Deacon Affleck, would surely retaliate once he learned of her attempts to harm Tiffany. 

The thought sent a chill down her spine, silencing her as she retreated into the corner. She kept thinking of a way out. Tiffany easily saw through her intentions, chuckling lightly. Trying to run? Not a chance!‘ 

Grabbing a throw pillow, Tiffany’s mind suddenly sparked with an idea. Her gaze lingered on Morwen, and she wore a subtle but devious smile. 

During the castle incident last time, Morwen had almost exposed the person responsible for poisoning Tiffany’s grandfather, Deacon. But then, Morwen jumped from a window to save herself. A shadowy figure had swooped in to rescue 

her. 

This time, Tiffany wouldn’t let Morwen succeed. 

Feeling exhausted, Tiffany yawned and signaled discreetly to June. “I’m tired. Wake me when we arrive.” 

“Understood,” June replied respectfully, watching as Tiffany retreated to her quarters. 

Straightening her posture, June glanced at Morwen, her expression faintly displeased. “Take her to the back and lock her up,” 

she ordered. 

“Yes,” two guards answered in unison. 

Consumed with thoughts of escape, Morwen surprisingly remained compliant and didn’t struggle as two guards grabbed 

her away. 

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Chapter 683 

The private jet was spacious accommodating not just Tiffany’s team of guards but also several servants for her comfort. 

Morwen was confined to the storage area, where she surveyed her surroundings carefully. 

Time was running out. There were about two hours left before landing. If she didn’t act now, her fate would be sealed in the Azure Sea Royal Family palace. 

Morwen looked around and finally saw a rusty piece of metal in an inconspicuous corner of the warehouse. 

It seemed like a remnant of an old soda can. The rusted edges were uneven and mottled. 

With no options, Morwen rolled across the floor, her movements awkward and clumsy due to her bound hands and feet. After considerable effort, she finally flipped herself over and grabbed the metal piece. 

Sweat dripped from her forehead. It was not easy to get it. 

The rope was thick, yet with persistence and the right angle, she began sawing away, inch by inch. 

Morwen closed her eyes and did not dare to stop for a moment. 

Time ticked by. Just as the plane prepared for landing, a drowsy guard wandered into the storage area, yawning as he approached. 

He bent down to pull Morwen up, but as he tugged, she didn’t budge. Surprised, he glanced down, only for Morwen to flash him a chillingly sweet smile. 

Suddenly, Morwen hit the guard. The guard went unconscious and fell onto the floor. 

Moving quickly, Morwen stripped him of his uniform. Fortunately, his small stature meant the fit wasn’t too far off. She just needed to adjust the uniform a bit. 

The plane finally landed, and Tiffany was woken up. 

Before she stepped off the plane, all her subordinates disembarked first. 

Morwen blended among them. She had been anxious, worried she might be discovered. But when she glanced up, all the guards were standing stiffly in formation, focused solely on guarding the door Tiffany would exit from. 

No one noticed her. 

Morwen let out a quiet sigh of relief. Taking advantage of the distraction, she turned and discreetly slipped into the crowd. She disappeared without anyone realizing it. 

Gaining her freedom felt almost surreal. She couldn’t help but think her escape was too easy. 

But on second thought, after being held captive for so long, it made sense that everyone had let their guard down, assuming she couldn’t stir up trouble. Such carelessness was possible. 

Morwen’s face brimmed with confidence. Her chance had finally arrived. As long as she found the person she was looking for, she swore this time Tiffany would meet her end right here. 

She moved quickly, striding forward with purpose. 

Meanwhile, back at the private jet, Tiffany stepped out leisurely. “Did she run?” she asked. 

June nodded. “Just as you predicted, she ran.” 

“Good” Tiffany had intentionally left an opening for Morwen to escape. 

08:57 Wed, Dec 11