Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany
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Tiffany couldn’t help but chuckle. Her smile was radiant and captivating.

She asked, “Where did you learn to be so smooth–talking?”

“I’m telling the truth,” Richard replied. He tightened his arm around her waist and grinned.

It was clear he was in an excellent mood.

Tiffany blinked, her gaze shifting from his handsome face to the scenery below.

The wind howled past them, as the view beneath revealed sprawling mountains and rivers. In the distance, a city glittered with neon lights.

Luckily, the night had no moon or stars, and the darkness concealed the two shadows streaking across the sky.

Jeffrey was still at large, wanted for escape.

During a prisoner transport, an accident left the officers unconscious from the impact. Jeffrey only sustained only minor injuries. He seized the chance to flee.

To flush him out, Tiffany had arranged for thorough investigations. She wasn’t surprised to learn that Jeffrey had been spotted near the Ruiz family estate today.

However, she did not expect it was Molly who made the call to report Jeffrey.

Though Jeffrey ultimately escaped again, at least one member of the Ruiz family, despicable as they were, had managed to hold onto a shred of decency.

Ten minutes later, the pair landed smoothly.

Tiffany glanced around, noting the dense forest around them.

Ahead, a cluster of houses in the valley below glowed with the light of a dozen lamps.

The forest was secluded and remote. Such a place was the perfect hideout for a fugitive like Jeffrey.

Tiffany asked, “Should we check out the village?”

Richard replied, “Let’s go.”

Richard clasped Tiffany’s hand and led the way, but after taking only a couple of steps, he suddenly caught the faintest sound of a distant cry for help carried on the wind.

“Help… someone, help…”

Tiffany’s sharp hearing picked up on it too.

The two exchanged a glance and immediately changed direction

In the valley, a dim light glowed in the small, simple cabin of the forest ranger.

Eighteen–year–old Veronica Carney walked through the familiar woods. She had a flashlight and a warm meal in her hands.

Before she reached the cabin, she called out cheerfully, “Dad, I brought you dinner!”

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No response came from inside.

Veronica quickened her pace, her heart light as she held the food container tightly.

Her family was poor. Since she had been accepted into a prestigious university last year, her father had taken on extra jobs to cover her tuition. During the day, he worked tirelessly, and at night, he guarded the forest.

As winter approached, the dryness made open flames in the words especially dangerous.

The least Veronica could do was repay her father’s hard work with good grades. During her break, she would bring him a hot meal every evening.

“Dad?” As she neared the cabin, Veronica still heard no reply, but she did see the shadow of a stranger moving past the window.

A wave of panic struck her, and she rushed to push open the door. Then, she met with a sight that would haunt her for the rest of her life.

Blood was everywhere.

Her kind and hardworking father lay lifeless in a pool of it, while a disheveled, wild–eyed man stood over him, gripping a bloody brick. The man turned to face her as the door swung open.

Veronica froze in place. A chill shot from her feet to her scalp as icy fear gripped her.

She couldn’t move until the food container slipped from her hands and hit the floor with a sharp clatter, jolting her back to reality.

“Dad! Dad!” Veronica screamed.

She rushed to his side. But out of the corner of her eye, she saw the murderer staring at her with malicious intent, muttering to himself, “I’m already a dead man walking… might as well…”

The man was Jeffrey.

Life on the run was anything but easy. Jeffrey felt like a rat, scurrying from place to place, hiding in the shadows. After being betrayed by his daughter once, he dared not contact anyone.

With no other options, he ventured deeper into the mountains. However, food, water, and clothing became the biggest problems.

Desperate, he stumbled upon this forest ranger’s cabin. Seeing no one inside, he slipped in, hoping to find some cash or food.

But his plans unraveled. The cabin’s owner returned and threatened to call the police.

Panicked, Jeffrey grabbed a brick and struck the man on the head in the ensuing struggle.

Just as he was about to flee, the man’s daughter walked in.

Jeffrey’s rationale snapped. He thought that if the world wouldn’t let him live in peace, he wouldn’t let anyone else have it either.

Dropping the bloodied brick, he turned his cold, piercing gaze toward Veronica.

“What are you doing?” she stammered, backing away.

“What do you think?” Jeffrey sneered, unbuckling his belt.

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Terror flooded Veronica as she turned to run, but she didn’t stand a chance. He grabbed her by the hair and dragged her back into the cabin.

“Help! Someone, please help! she screamed at the top of her lungs.

But Veronica was in despair. She knew the village was too far, and no one would hear her.

Jeffrey, consumed by his rage and despair, gave himself over to his twisted impulses. Now, he had only one evil thought in

his mind.

“Help…” Veronica’s cries grew weaker, fading into hopelessness.

Just as she was about to give up, the wooden door burst open with a thunderous bang.

The noise startled Jeffrey. He spun around and looked at the door with alarm.

In the doorway stood a woman, silhouetted against the night.

As the woman stepped into the light, the glow illuminated a breathtakingly beautiful face, radiant and composed.

Jeffrey’s expression twisted with shock, fear, and dread.

He shouted, “Tiffany! You again!”

He had fled so far, taken so many precautions, and yet the person standing here to ruin his plans was once again Tiffany.

His face darkened, his thoughts racing, but his murderous intent only grew.

Just as Jeffrey was thinking about how to deal with Tiffany, he noticed someone else was behind Tiffany. Tall and commanding, the person’s shadow stretched long under the dim glow.

As the flickering light revealed his features, Jeffrey’s heart plummeted. It was a face that exuded power and intimidation.

It was the one and only Richard.

Jeffrey’s legs nearly gave out beneath him. A wave of suffocating pressure and despair crashed over him.

He didn’t know how they had tracked him down, but one thing was clear. If he didn’t escape tonight, he would be dragged back to face justice.

With a desperate resolve, Jeffrey turned to Veronica he’d pinned on the rickety bed, seizing her throat in a last–ditch attempt to use her as a hostage.

But before he could act, an immense force slammed into him like a mountain. The sheer power of it left him gasping for air, his strength draining from his body as if it had been forcibly ripped away.

Tiffany calmly approached and pulled Veronica away to safety.

“Are you alright?” she asked gently.

“I’m fine… thank you…” Veronica trembled in fear. Her tears, held back until now, flowed uncontrollably.

Just moments ago, she had been utterly hopeless, as no one would rescue her. Then, out of nowhere, someone who seemed almost celestial had stormed in. She looked stunning yet commanding.