Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany novel Chapter 686

Chapter 686 

Morwen screamed loudly, her shrill voice echoing in the empty all, jarring and unpleasant to listen to. 

Tiffany rubbed her cars and glanced at her with a warning. “Shut up.” 

Morwen retorted, “You wish!” 

Morwen was about to say something else when Tiffany raised her hand. Then, a silver needle flew through the air and stabbed at Morwen’s upper lip. 

Morwen was terrified. She was trying to scream but found her throat constricted, unable to make a sound. 

Panicked, she reached to pull the needle out, but Tiffany’s voice came through coolly. “If you want to stay mute forever, go ahead and try.” 

Morwen glared at her, stopping her hand in mid–air. 

With the noise silenced, iffany’s mood lightened. She took a sip of hot coffee and asked, “Have you decided?” 

The coffee had something in it to cause hallucinations, but it barely affected Tiffany. 

Kajus asked, “What are your terms?” 

“I need to know how you made my grandfather willingly give you his blood.” Still, Tiffany had some guesses. 

Kajus replied, “I threatened him with his precious granddaughter’s life. I told him if he didn’t cooperate, I’d use his granddaughter’s life as a sacrifice. He had no choice but to agree 

Kajus smirked, looking at Tiffany. “I didn’t expect that old man’s granddaughter would be so decisive. I’m impressed.” 

To protect Tiffany, the news of the Azure Sea Royal Family retrieving their princess had not fully spread. All the insiders had been silenced. 

But a couple of people had been tempted by the profits and leaked the information. 

So Kajus used this as leverage. Azure Sea King, Deacon, had no choice but to agree to protect the granddaughter he had gone to such lengths to find. 

Even Jeremy had no knowledge of this. So, Deacon didn’t even dare attend Tiffany’s wedding. 

After hearing all this, Tiffany fell silent. 

Her grandfather usually kept a tight grip on everything, but he had been foolish in this matter. 

Still, his concern for her was what ultimately 

him to make such a mistake. 

Tiffany nodded. “There’s another thing I want to know. Where were you the night before, and what is your relationship with Richard?” 

“Those are two questions, aren’t they? Or is this your condition?” Though he said that, Kajus answered, “I was going to capture you that night, but he found me first.” 

Tiffany asked, “Then where is he?” 

“How should I know?” Kajus clicked his tongue, and his enchanting eyes flickered with impatience. “You’ve asked so many questions. It’s time for you to fulfill your promise.” 

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Chapter 680 

Lead the way. Tiffany stood up 

Kajus led Tiffany into an inner chamber. 

As they walked away, Morwen stomped her feet, reluctantly following them. 

No one noticed a light breeze brushing by, following their path 

Tiffany was led to a special room, decorated with petals, balloon, and beautiful paintings stuck on the wall. It looked like a newlywed couple’s room. 

She walked over to the bed and looked down. A young woman lay there, her complexion pale and wazen, her body thin and frail from years of unconsciousness. 

She lay there quietly, her breath so faint it seemed ready to extinguish like a dying candle. 

Tiffany stretched out her hand and felt the pulse. 

The girl’s pulse was weak, and though her breath was faint, there was an unusual reaction, almost like a poison. But this poison was complicated and hard to detect. 

Tiffany always carried silver needles and spirit herbs with her for emergencies, and now they were finally proving their worth. 

“Everyone, get out,” she commanded.- 

“You’d better not play any tricks,” Kajus warned, throwing her a sharp look before walking out. 

He grabbed Morwen, who had been lingering by the wall, and dragged her out as well. 

The bedroom door finally closed, leaving Tiffany undisturbed. She began the delicate process of acupuncture. 

She required absolute precision. Any deviation could have catastrophic consequences, especially with the frail girl whose life hung by a thread. 

Half an hour later, twenty silver needles were perfectly in place. Tiffany let out a breath of relief, her focus so intense that a fine sheen of sweat had formed on her forehead. 

As she raised her hand to wipe it away, she suddenly felt someone behind her. 

“Who’s there?” Tiffany’s eyes turned cold. Assuming Kajus had returned to attack her, she spun around and threw a punch. But halfway through, she froze. Her attack halted as disbelief overtook her. “Richard?” 

After two and a half days of separation, seeing that familiar, strikingly handsome face in front of her felt unreal. She was utterly stunned. 

Richard raised a brow. His deep voice was as familiar as ever. “Miss me?” 

The sound of his voice and his familiar posture broke through her restraint. Tiffany’s eyes turned wet, and she rushed forward, throwing her arms around him. 

Tears spilled as she cried and scolded him at the same time. “You jerk! Where have you been? I’ve been looking for you everywhere!” 

The unease of the past two days, all the worry, melted away in that instant. 

Her tears soaked through his shirt as Richard gently patted her back. His tone was filled with guilt and tenderness. “Don’t cry. It’s my fault.”