Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Chapter 580 Zoe was walking out of the school when she bumped into a classmate.

Seeing her leave at this time, the classmate asked in surprise, "Where are you going? Class is about to start. Let's go back to the classroom together." The school was extremely big so the girl who spoke held Zoe's art affectionately and prepared to take the school bus to the teaching building.

However, Zoe suddenly waved the girl's hand away. Her expression was a little dull as she said, "I'm going home. Something cropped up at home." After saying that, she walked out of the school.

The girl staggered and almost fell. She looked at Zoe's silhouette in shock.

They were usually very close. Otherwise, she wouldn't have held Zoe's arm so intimately. She didn't know what was wrong with Zoe today. She thought, 'Zoe was clearly fine in the morning, but her expression changed so suddenly!' She frowned and muttered a few words unhappily before turning around in annoyance.

After Zoe left the school, Melody made a call before returning to the classroom.

She stated, "Grelle, I've already given you a chance. What happens next is up to you." Grelle replied, "Thank you, Melody. I understand.” After receiving the call, Grelle immediately put on her clothes and was about to go out. However, just as the door opened, a pair of old and wrinkled hands reached out.

She looked up and saw that it was her father.

He asked, "Grelle, didn't we agree to go back to Melvor Mountain? Where are you going?" Ever since Tiffany had called and sent someone to bring her parents here, the family of three had been living in an apartment the company had arranged for her.

She had been put on hiatus by the company and all her resources had been taken away. However, she was unwilling to let her career end here, so she begged her parents to stay in Lovell City with her.

On a certain rainy day the week before, her parents had specially gone to Ascendant Entertainment for her and begged the higher-ups to give her another chance.

Unfortunately for her, there was no lack of new celebrities in this industry.

When a batch of newcomers fell, another batch of would take over.

Of course, the higher-ups of Ascendant Entertainment did not agree to give her a second chance.

In fact, they no longer bothered to waste anymore money, energy, and resources on a useless pawn like her.

Grelle thought, "What was the use of begging? What was the use of crying?" She was a little frustrated and could not help but I say, "Didn't I say that you can go back yourself? You shouldn't have chere. If it weren't for you spouting nonsense, I would not have been abandoned by the company!" "Grelle..." Her father opened his mouth, wanting to explain something.

That day, he had only said sang praises about Tiffany on the live broadcast.

He thought, 'Shouldn't I be thankful towards Miss Kelley for helping our village? I was just telling the truth so what did I do wrong?' However, Grelle refused to listen to these explanations at all.

She simply shouted, "I don't care. It's all your fault that I ended up like this! And it's all because of that bitch, Tiffany Kelley!" Ever since that day, she would always refer to Tiffany as a bitch.

Her father had even slapped her previously when he heard that.

Seeing that her father was about to lose his temper again, she pushed her face forward and sneered sarcastically, "What? Are you going to slapagain for an outsider?" Her father slowly lowered his hand when he heard her words.

Seeing this, she opened the door and turned to leave.

However, her father pulled her arm again.

"Grelle, can we just return to Melvor Mountain? That's where we've lived for generations. It's also where you grew up. Even though it was once remote and poor, it's getting better now. Let's go home. Let us all go home, okay?" His face was filled with hope as he pleaded.

In the future, this scene would constantly appear in Grelle's mind.

Her father was no longer young.

His face was dark, and his rough and callused hands were proof of his hard work throughout his life.

At that time, she often wondered if things would have been different-had she not been instigated, had the selfishness in her heart not been shaken, had she not destroyed her life in pursuit of impossible fand a dream that never truly belonged to her, and had she not discarded the last remnants of her conscience. Would her future have a different ending? Unfortunately, it was too late now and there was no turning back.

She pushed her father's hand away and said coldly, "If you want to go back to Melvor Mountain, go back yourself. I don't need you!" With that, she slammed the door and left.

Her father stood rooted to the ground in a daze. After a long time, he silently turned around and packed up the mess that had been created by Grelle when she was throwing a tantrum.

At 1.30 P.M., Zoe was alking home.

There was only one thought in her "d, and that was to go himmediately.

Without the order to take a taxi, she could only walk back hHalfway through, a pair of red high heels appeared in front of her.

When she looked up again, there was a woman in front of her. The woman was wearing her face, so Zoe could not see her face clearly.

a big hat and a scarf that covered Zoe was puzzled for a moment but she walked around the woman and prepared to continue walking home.

However, the woman held her hand and said gently, "Zoe, I'll send you home." When Zoe heard the word 'home, her struggles gradually subsided. She nodded stiffly and replied mechanically, "Okay." The two of them then got into the taxi at the side.

Along the way, Cynthia and Zoe bought a lot of snacks and foodm They also bought two bottles of red wine before taking the taxi to a remote place. "We're here. Thank you," Cynthia thanked the driver.

The place they arrived at was a small town with a small bridge over am flowing river, and withered old trees. Many tourists often cto this town to take a stroll. The taxi driver took the fare without much thought as he assumed that the two women were here to sightsee. However, Zoe suddenly screamed, "I want to go home! I want to go hnow!" Cynthia responded, "Zoe, didn't we agree to cand play?" She then smiled gently and handed over the drink in her hand as she said, "Drink this. We can only go hafter you drink it." Hearing that, Zoe took the drink. She raised her hand mechanically and drank the drugged drink in one gulp. She was like a fool who was being manipulated. She would do anything with a few words of coaxing. Cynthia looked at Zoe with a deep gaze.

She did not know how Melody did it, but she had to admit that Zoe's obedience saved her a lot of trouble.

'What a pity that the person being controlled was not Tiffany Kelleyn Otherwise, I'll be able to tomake her die once she was at my mercy,' she thought.