Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany
Chapter 597

Melody once adored for her gentle and graceful aura, now appeared shockingly unrefined. Her entire demeanor was petty, with darting eyes constantly assessing the room for valuables to pocket away.

Her speech was vulgar, and her behavior was uncouth. Essentially, she was the furthest thing from poised.

Many who had been close to Melody noticed the drastic change and couldn’t help but ask, “Melody, are you alright? What happened to you?”

Wilma, not used to being addressed as “Melody,” paused. But her knee–jerk reaction, honed over years as a streetwise girl, kicked in. “What are you all yapping about? Mind your own business, you ugly fools.”

The girls were stunned when they heard that. They immediately became furious.

They couldn’t believe that “Melody” called them ugly. It was unacceptable for them.

Hence, they started the argument.

In the middle of the argument, Wilma lashed out first, delivering a hard slap, whi

When Tiffany walked into the classroom, she was met with a chaotic scene.

instantly escalated the fight.

Three girls ganged up on Wilma, each using the typical arsenal of hair–pulling, scratching, and other classic tricks. Neither side came out unscathed.

Everyone involved ended up with messy hair, scratch marks on their faces, and wrinkled school uniforms.

Unbothered by the commotion, Tiffany calmly returned to her seat, pulled a book from her drawer, and began reading. She was unfazed by the scene.

The rest of the class was stunned.

Many of the guys, who had always admired Melody, were now watching her brawl with an utter lack of grace. She was rough and unappealing. She looked more like a wild gorilla.

So taken aback, no one thought to intervene. By the time they snapped out of it, Wilma and the three girls had already fought through two rounds.

Finally, their teacher rushed in, needing considerable effort to put an end to the spectacle.

One more class followed, and the morning passed just like that.

As lunchtime came around and most of the class had filed out, Tiffany got up to leave, then noticed Zoe still sitting, dazed. Tiffany playfully tapped Zoe on the head and laughed. “What, you in shock?”

“I’m completely in shock!” Zoe jumped up, exclaiming, “Tiffany, seriously? Melody looks like she’s a completely different person, it’s honestly… disgusting!”

Tiffany smirked. “Let’s eat out today. No cafeteria food.”

Zoe replied, “Okay.”

The two hopped onto a school cart and rode it to the gate.

Finally recovering from her shock, Zoe was already thinking about what to order. But as they stepped out of the school gates, a burly woman approached them aggressively.

More specifically, she was coming for Tiffany.

The woman snapped, “Despicable! Shameful!”

“Miss, who are you? Why are you yelling at us? Got a screw loose or what?” Zoe stepped protectively in front of Tiffany, eyeing the woman with caution.

Melody, trapped in Wilma’s body, was already seething. She learned her body, now occupied by this crass imposter, had caused a scene at school. It had jeopardized her carefully cultivated reputation.

Losing Kenneth had been bad enough. But if Melody were isolated and cast out, she would have nothing left to compete against Tiffany.

Melody was trembling with anger.

Tiffany seemed to read her thoughts, flashing a sly smile as she turned to the head security guard and said, “Let her in.”

Previously, the guard needed urgent financial help due to a family issue, and Tiffany stepped in at just the right moment to lend a hand. Since then, he had treated her with gratitude and respect.

With her nod of approval, he quickly allowed Melody in.

Tiffany raised an eyebrow, glancing at Melody calmly. “The door’s right here. Whether you have the courage to walk through it is up to you.”

o do was watch Wilma flaunt her body, all while Melody knew walking in would accomplish nothing. All she’d be able having to endure the strange stares that her current appearance drew.

Tiffany turned to Zoe, and the two strolled off to lunch.

Melody clenched her teen

and darted inside. She still had her last ace, the one remaining Obedience Poison.

Wilma might be in her body, but that didn’t matter. Once she planted the poison, the imposter would have to obey her every command. Melody could make Wilma do anything she pleased, and once she’d had her revenge on Tiffany, she’d swap back their bodies.

Then, even if it meant facing jail time, it’d be Wilma in this body, not her. Melody smirked with a cold determination in her eyes. She hurried to the classroom.

At lunchtime, the classroom was empty, silent except for the faint sound of the breeze and the lingering equations on the chalkboard.

Melody sat at her old desk. She pulled out a small glass vial from her pocket, watching the dormant bloodbite inside. She felt like a patient hunter, waiting for her prey to fall into her trap.

She’d never failed before, whether it was dealing with Zoe or Thalia. She thought it would be no different this time.

Satisfied, Melody lifted her chin with a smug gleam in her eye…

Thirty minutes passed. Then forty. As drowsiness overtook her, her prey still hadn’t arrived.

In a daze, Melody drifted off, only to wake with a start as she felt the vial slip from her grasp.

Looking up in alarm, Melody saw a group of mischievous boys snatching her glass vial. They hoisted it up and said, “Hey, look at this freaky bug! Ugly little thing.”

“Give it back!” Melody stomped her foot in frustration, recognizing one of them as a former admirer. In her panic, her voice instinctively took on a pleading tone. “Hey, come on. Just give it back already!”

Still unaccustomed to her current appearance, she’d momentarily forgotten. The second her whiny tone slipped out, the classroom fell silent.

The boys exchanged glances, then grimaced, feigning nausea as they looked at her with sheer disgust. “God, lady. Are you trying to make us sick? Do you think you’re some teenage girl or something? That’s gross!”

“Seriously, how many years has it been since you’ve had attention? Are you that desperate?”

“Man, your ugly face is a hard pass!”

Their laughter rang out, and Melody’s face twisted in rage.

These were the same guys who once fawned over her, who had sworn they loved her pure and gentle heart, no matter her looks. But now…

The shame overwhelmed her, and Melody’s anger hit a breaking point.