Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

"A benefactor is coming! A benefactor is coming! Our Melver Mountain Village is really lucky! Good fortune is coming! Tiffany looked on with surprise as the village chief, a man in his sixties, babbled excitedly.

What kind of benefactor could elicit so much excitement? The kids surrounded him and asked curiously, "Grandpa, what is a benefactor?” The village chief stopped in his tracks and said happily. "This lady in front of you who gave us food and clothes and funded the school's construction is a benefactor.

"And this benefactor who's coming soon will build factories, roads, and bridges for us. He will also promote tourism to this place. In the future, we won't have to climb suspended stairs or fret over how to sell our cotton every year. Every family will have enough food and clothing, "From then on, your parents won't have to go outside to work. They can remain in the village and still have a job and an income. This person is also a great benefactor!" As the village chief spoke, tears welled up in his eyes.

No words could express his gratitude.

The villagers had assumed that their Melvor Mountain Village would languish for generations. The arrival of this huge, surprise was completely unexpected.

It was not an exaggeration to hail this benefactor as their savior! Tiffany felt very happy for the village chief as she listened to him Building roads, bridges, and factories meant that all the villagers here would have jobs in the future.

Promoting this place for tourism would also bring fand population growth. Following this, education and medical resources would definitely be allocated and life would get better for the villagers.

However, these were all massive projects that required huge budgets. A benefactor who could invest such an astronomical amount must hail from an extraordinary background At any rate, it was a good thing.

"That's great news, Tiffany said.

"Miss Kelley, you're the one we should be grateful to. If it weren't for your help, we wouldn't have had this opportunity." The village chief wiped the corners of his eyes and smiled, revealing a row of white teeth.

For sreason, the old man believed that Tiffany brought them this stroke of good luck.

"It wasn't me. No need to thank me... Tiffany demurred repeatedly.

All of a sudden, the old man before her bowed deeply.

Tiffany got a shock. "Please get up, please get up. I didn't do anything, honest." Previously, when she arranged for the staff of the charity to distribute all the supplies, the old village chief had also brought the entire village to bow and express their gratitude.

She knew that they were grateful, but the building of roads and bridges had nothing to do with her.

Tiffany only managed to get the old man to straighten up after much difficulty.

He then hurried away to arrange accommodation for this mystery benefactor.

Oddly enough, the mystery benefactor was arranged to stay in the farmhouse adjacent to the one Tiffany was lodging with.

The villagers busied themselves repairing and cleaning houses, short, they did everything they could think of to show their warm hospitality.

Zoe puzzled over the identity of the mystery benefactor. "Tiffany, who do you think this fellow is?" "Hmm... Tiffany thought for a moment and that devilishly handsface suddenly appeared in her mind. She quickly shook her head. "No idea.

At this moment, the sky had completely darkened.

When Tiffany's group arrived at the village, it was already afternoon. After distributing the supplies, everyone sat down to a sumptuous meal of farm cooking.

Night fell. From tto time, a few dogs barked in the village.

Unlike cities, there were no entertainment activities in mountain villages.

Generally, after the sun had set, the villagers would either chat in the houses or sleep.

Tiffany and Zoe were staying with the village chief.

The village chief had a lovable granddaughter named Grelle. As she was about the sage as the bubbly Zoe, the two girls hit it off immediately.

"I can't sleep anyway. Why don't we play Slap Jack? Zoe whipped out a deck of cards with a sly smile.

Tiffany could not bear to dampen her spirits so she joined in.

Hence, the three girls of similar age sat cross-legged on the bed and played Slap Jack with gusto.

At this moment, exclamations could be heard outside the village.

Soon, the distant droning of helicopters grew louder.

Judging by the sound, there must be dozens of helicopters flying toward Melvor Mountain.

Grelle was not one to sit still. She was as lively as a fluttering butterfly. When she heard the commotion, she jumped off the bed.

"Tiffany, Zoe, you two carry on. I'll go out and take a look and maybe help Grandpa entertain the guests!" "Sure, go ahead. Without her vivacious friend, Zoe was not in the mood to play anymore. She sprawled out on the bed glumly after waving goodbye listlessly, To cheer her up, Tiffany offered to play with her. "Con. Let's play the two-person version." Zoe sprang back to life once more, her eyes shining, "Okay! What's the stake?" "Let's decide after the game. I can't think of anything now," "Okay!" Hence, the two girls continued with the card game.

The commotion outside was getting louder. People carrying lanterns hurried past the girls' bedroom window every now and then Everyone in the village was excited. It was obvious that they believed the mystery benefactor had arrived. Out of curiosity, Zoe wanted to go out and take a look, but Grelle returned from outside at this point.

For sreason, this young girl's face had turned very red on hier return even though she was perfectly normal when she went out "What... what's wrong with you? Do you have a fever?" Zoe reached out to feel Grelle's forehead:

However, Grelle jumped onto the bed and buried her face in the blanket. She giggled foolishly and only raised her head after a long while. Her eyes were sparkling with joy.

"Oh! The visitor who just arrived is so handsome! Tiffany, Zoe, you should see him. I don't even know how to describe him. In short, he's really super handsome!" Grelle studied in the city and had a cheerful personality. When she spoke, she did not have the inhibition of a typical bashful girl.

Tiffany only smiled silently but Zoe teased Grelle. "Oh, I see. Someone is in love. Perhaps it is love at first sight. That's why you ran back with a red face, isn't it?" Grelle was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to raise her head. "Gosh! You are so mean, Zoe. I didn't Zoe burst into laughter. After that, she lost interest in the card gand grilled Grelle relentlessly.

Tiffany yawned and went out to get sfresh air.

The big lamps had been specially set up outside, illuminating almost the whole village.

Tiffany peeped at the farmhouse next door and saw that the villagers had already left. The place was crawling with well-trained bodyguards.

Everything in this farmhouse had been renovated. In the afternoon, it was still a regular farmhouse. By nighttime, it had transformed into a vacation house.

It seemed that this benefactor was someone who knew how to enjoy himself and had grown accustomed to leading a good life.

Tiffany was about to turn back when she saw a man emerging from the farmhouse to throw something before returning hurriedly. That figure looked like... John Ross? Was she mistaken? х If John Ross was here, wouldn't that mean the esteemed guest staying in that farmhouse was Richard Hampton?