Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Unlock the content CLICK HERE TO WATCH THE An axe suddenly appeared in Richard's hand.

He weighed it in his hand before pointing it at the Treasure Box He said in a lazy but dangerous tone, "What's the point of keeping a disobedient box? It's better to chop it up." An oppressive and almost terrifying aura surged in the room.

The blue light on the Treasure Box immediately flickered.

Tiffany also sensed the Treasure Box's voice in her mind. "My dear master, what do you wantto do?" She was rendered speechless by how quick the box admitted defeat.

Her eyes twitched.

Previously, she had also made a few harsh threats saying that she wanted to destroy the box. However, she was bound to the Treasure Box after all. If she really destroyed the Treasure Box with her own hands, she would suffer a certain backlash.

However, it would be different if it was someone else who did it. No matter what they did to the box, she would not suffer any backlash.

This was simply bullying the weak and fearing the strong! Tiffany snorted softly. "Good on you." The Treasure Box whimpered and did not dare to speak.

Tiffany then asked, "If I want to turn back the timeline, can I do it?" "You can't." A crisp voice sounded.

Richard narrowed his eyes and tapped his axe on the ground.

The Treasure Box would have been trembling in fear if it could move.

Fearing that Richard would really destroy it, the Treasure Box hurriedly explained, "Master, the timeline really can't be reversed. This affects too many things so I really don't have the ability to do it." Tiffany said, "I know." She was just asking.

The Treasure Box heaved a sigh of relief, but after much deliberation, it still offered another way. "Master, if you really want to change tand change someone's past, you can only do it in another tand space." Tiffany asked, "What do you mean?" The Treasure Box explained, "In other words, you can go to the tperiod you want to go. During that tperiod, you can change whatever you want. The only drawback is that you only have three minutes." What could one do in three minutes? Although three minutes may seem as short as the blink of an eye, sometimes it was long enough to save a person.

Hearing this answer, Tiffany heaved a huge sigh of relief.

There was still a chance. It was good that there was still a chance even if it was just three minutes that would pass in the blink of an eye.

She instructed, "Alright, when the tis right, throwinto that space-tfor three minutes." "Yes, master!" the Treasure Box replied respectfully. Then, a blue light flashed, and the flickering light returned to calmness. Now it just seemed like an ordinary box on the ground that had nothing redeeming about it.

This was the Treasure Box's own trick.

It had spiritual consciousness so it would use such an illusion sometimes in order to prevent coveters from discovering it. Therefore, most people would usually ignore it. Who would have thought that this ordinary box actually had an almost heaven-defying ability! Looking at Tiffany's relax Richard raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why? Are we not going to droghebos anymore?" "We're not destroying anymore." T raised her head and smiled as sweetly as she could.

She and the Treasure Box communicated in her mind, so Richard had no idea what they were talking about.

Hearing this, Richard did not have any objections and casually threw the axe to the side.

As long as Tiffany needed it, he could also becher vicious dog and attack wherever she pointed.

Because... he loved her so much.

Tiffany could feel it too. She hugged him even tighter and said coquettishly in a soft and sweet voice, "Thank you, honey!" Richard's heart was burning. Even his dark eyes were filled with an unquenchable smile.

"Good girl," he commented.

As he spoke, his lips got closer and closer.

Tiffany blinked and took the initiative to lean forward.

It was as though she was lighting a spark in his heart.

"Such a little vixen," he said.

In an instant, the wind blew, and the ΟΜ curtains were drawn. The bedroom door was locked, and even the white door was canopy on the bed fell automatically, gradually enveloping the two figures that were almost integrated. The night was still young..

Tiffany had never thought that there would be such warmth enveloping her when their two hearts were tightly pressed together. She was so at ease that she could rely on him No hearts.

completely. She was so satisfied that it was as if she owned the entire world. Throughout the night, sometimes she would sink into the sea, and sometimes, she would fall through the clouds.

It was undeniable that this feeling was extremely tantalizing.

The next morning.

Richard cout of the bathroom feeling refreshed. This time, he did not leave through the window. Instead, he walked downstairs with Tiffany from the bedroom.

When June saw the two of them walking over together, she seemed to be a little stunned. Her mouth opened slightly, but she was only surprised for a short moment. She immediately cback to her senses and asked the servant to get another set of utensils. The servants covered their mouths and snickered, as if they had guessed something.

Tiffany blushed, but when she thought about how she and Richard were officially married, no, had an open relationship, she gradually felt relieved.

However, her face turned red when she saw that the kitchen had brought her a bowl of extremely nourishing soup for breakfast. After breakfast, she hurriedly pulled Richard into the car.

Richard laughed and asked mischievously, "Isn't it a little wasteful to not drink the soup?" Tiffany blurted out in embarrassment, "What do you need to nourish? There's no need!" "Oh.." Richard caught the main point. He raised his eyebrows, and his handsface looked even more devilish as he said, "Then it seems that... you're quite satisfied.”