Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Unlock the content CLICK HERE TO WATCH THE Morwen jolted, springing to her feet without hesitation. Ignoring her subordinates, who rushed to help her, she dashed forward, speeding away as fast as possible. "Boom"" Another explosion rocked the ship.

The force of the explosion blasted away a few of her subordinates. Tiffany counted them, a total of nine positions. Aside from the one beneath her and Jeremy's feet, eight other positions were fair gto detonate at will. "Well, this should be enough to teach her a lesson Tiffany raised an eyebrow, a mischievous glint in her eye, before calling another number. "This time, it's position seven. Everyone else, you'd better watch out." "Tiffany Kelly, you're going too far!" Morwen clenched her fists, her eyes burning with rage. "I swear, I will never let you get hway with this! If you have the guts, then blowup already! Go ahead!" She bet Tiffany wouldn't dare.

Tiffany pressed the control button without a word. "Okay, as instructed," she said. Tiffany could not reject her request.

1/3 14:25 Sat, Nov 23. Chapter 509 Morwen, who had beerseething with anger montients ago, turned and ran. Despite her body covered in injuries from the previous falls, in the face of this life-or- death crisis, her survival instincts kicked in. The explosions kept coming, and she fled with every ounce of strength.

After all eight explosions had finished, Tiffany finally stopped, her smile wide and her eyes sparkling with mischief. "How does it feel?" she asked.

Morwen had never experienced a sense of vulnerability quite like this before. Her only reaction was to flee, reduced to nothing more than prey. Her body was bruised and battered, yet breathless, with no moment to recover. Every faint sound sent a jolt through her, her nerves stretched thin like a startled animal, always poised to bolt at the faintest disturbance.

"You're ruthless! You are ruthless indeed!" Morwen said, taking one step back after another.

Just then, the sound of a helicopter echoed through the sky, its buzzing growing louder as it flew closer to the cruise. It was Morwen's subordinates.

The helicopter that was supposed to pick them up had been delayed. Morwen had set the signal to be the sight of the ship catching fire, but as her men on the helicopter waited; they grew drowsy, seeing no signs of flames. It wasn't until they heard the explosions that they realized something was off.

The helicopter flew in, and a soft ladder was immediately lowered. Morwen climbed up without hesitation, followed closely by her subordinates, scrambling up one after another. The group all rushed to escape. Jeremy finally spoke, his gaze darkening as he asked, "Let them go?" Keeping them alive would only invite trouble. It was better to wipe them all out.

Tiffany shook her head. "No." Over thirty Morwen's men were still under control on the cruise, and the half-dozen gathered around her added to the count. Altogether, it was quite a crowd. She couldn't carry the burden of their sins. Besides, many were innocent, caught up in Morwen's mess. There was nothing else they could do, being in the service of Morwen Jeremy nodded, the darkness in his eyes fading. If it weren't for Morwen's status, he would have finished her off by now.

The helicopter gradually ascended. Morwen climbed the soft ladder, was finally pulled up by someone at the top, and successfully boarded the helicopter.

Once she felt a sense of safety, she glanced down at the cruise and turned her head, asking, "Where's the gun? Where's the sniper? Get them to fire! You have to shoot that bitch full of holes!

There was indeed a sniper on the helicopter. However, as he looked through the scope, he saw a clear image of Tiffany's face, playful yet cold, framed by thevens) Incher hand, spe held a gun, the muzzle aimed directly at the center of his forehead. The sniper's heart skipped a beat. He hadn't even had tto adjust his aim and predict the shot correctly, yet Tiffany had gotten the drop on him. The sniper realized that if he pulled the trigger, not only might he miss, but he could very well end up with a bullet in his head instead. The sniper hesitated, quickly retracting his rifle. "The wind's too strong, the helicopter's unstable, Miss Xanthus...

I-I can't get a clear shot!"

"Useless!" Morwen snarled in frustration, grabbing another gun from one of her subordinates and preparing to fire wildly. But as she ve looked down, she realized the cruise had already docked. The deck was empty- no sign of Tiffany and Jeremy. This time, she had lost everything. She lost because of her arrogance, overconfidence, and sense of superiority. Morwen gritted her teeth, her gaze darkening. Taking down Tiffiny was no longer going to be easy. At this point, she had not 14:25 Sat, Nov 23 At Chapter 509 choice but to take a more underhanded approach.

The king's health had long since failed, and no suitable heir existed. She had to push for the king's swift passing and claim the throne. Morwen gritted her teeth and sat back in the helicopter. "Head back," she ordered. "Yes!" The helicopter soared southeast, its shadow growing fainter and fainter against the darkening night sky. Tiffany was in a good mood. With her mission completed, she was ready to return to Lovell City.