Chapter 571_Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

It wasn’t long before Thalia picked Eric up from school, and the family of four gathered for coffee. After eating and drinking her fill, Tiffany returned to her room for a half–hour nap. Once refreshed, she changed her clothes and left the house.

 Meanwhile, June had been transferred to the hospital in Lovell City, where her wounds were treated personally by Sidney.

 The injury, though not life–threatening, was still serious and required attention.

 Tiffany got into her car and headed straight to the hospital. As she entered the room, she saw Sidney reviewing the medical records and instructing June. “The wound is healing quickly,” Sidney said, “but you need to avoid certain foods and drinks for the next few days. If all goes well, you could be discharged in about a week.”

 “I’m fine; I want to be discharged today,” June insisted.

 However, upon spotting Tiffany approaching, she immediately fell silent.

 Tiffany walked up to her and said, “No one can discharge himself from the hospital after an injury like this. It’s not a small wound. Besides, there are not so many orders to deal with in Miracle Healer, and even if there are, I’d handle it myself. You need to rest properly, June.”

 “Miss Kelley…” June began but was quickly interrupted.

 “It’s settled. I’ll pick you up in a week,” Tiffany dered firmly.

 With no room to argue, June reluctantly nodded her agreement.

 Tiffany then turned to Sidney for a detailed update on June’s condition.

 ording to Sidney, the great effects of spirit herbs had significantly elerated the healing process. June’s wounds healed very well and were not life–threatening.

 Hearing this, Tiffany felt a wave of relief. Confident that the hospital staff could care for June, she stayed for about half an hour and then left the hospital.

 Tiffany’s one–week suspension from school had ended the day before, and she knew that if she didn’t report back today, she would likely be flooded with reminders from the director of teaching and discipline.

 When she arrived at Lovell School, she noticed a crowd of students gathered in the yground. From afar, it was clear that something had captured their attention, but Tiffany wasn’t one to indulge in suchmotion.

 Ignoring the spectacle, she walked straight toward the ssroom

 A few students happened to pass by her. These students were animatedly discussing the scene on the yground.

 One of them said with a sneer, “It’s great that our school’s little devil got punished, but that one–week suspension was way too lenient. It would’ve been so much better if Tiffany had been expelled. Let’s see if she’d dare to bully anyone again after that.”

 Another student chimed in, “That’s right, that’s right! I wish she’d nevere to school again! She’s ruining our school. Even her littleckey dares to act all high and mighty. No wonder he was taught a lesson!”

 The chatter faded away, but the words had already reached Tiffany’s ears.

 She stopped abruptly, spun around, and sped one of the students firmly by the shoulder. “Are you talking about me?” she asked, her voice cold and steady.

 Caught red–handed, the students froze, staring at Tiffany as though they’d seen a ghost.

 “N–no, we didn’t say anything…” one of them stammered.

 “Didn’t say anything?” Tiffany raised an eyebrow and casually dug at her ear, a mischievous smile tugging at her lips. “Funny, because I heard it. What was that again?”

 Her yful smile sent a chill through the group, but it was the sharp,manding aura radiating from her that broke them into a cold sweat.

 They scrambled for an excuse, but before they could manage one. Tiffany’s smile vanished. Her expression turned icy, her piercing gaze enough to make anyone squirm. “Was that my ‘littleckey‘ you were talking about? Zoe Stevens?”

 The group exchanged uneasy nces. Under the pressure of Tiffany’s cold stare, they finally nodded. “Y–yes…”

 “What happened? Speak,” Tiffany said.

 “Zoe… vited school rules. She’s being expelled,” one of them blurted out.

 “What rule?” Tiffany said calmly.

 “Same as you–fighting,” they answered in unison.

 They all looked at Tiffany, their eyes practically screaming: She must have learned this from you.

 “Scram,” Tiffany snapped, releasing her grip.

 The group scattered, and Tiffany strode purposefully toward the yground.

 From a distance, she could see a crowd of students gathered. At the center stood Zoe, surrounded and clearly being forced out. Her belongings were scattered on the ground, and she spotted a ck footprint smeared across Zoe’s backpack.

 Tiffany’s heart instantly sank.

 So this was how Zoe was bullied during the week she’d been gone?

 Just then, a girl with a ck eye emerged from the crowd, holding a grease–stained lunch box in her hands.

 The girl raised the box, aiming for Zoe’s face. But before it couldnd, an orange came hurtling through the air, striking the girl’s hand.

 The sudden change caused her to lose her grip, and the lunch box flipped in her grasp–its greasy contents sttering across her own face.

 Her delicate makeup was ruined by the soup, and the once–beautiful dress was instantly soiled.

 The chatter around them fell silent for a moment beforeughter erupted from all directions.

 “Jessica, are you okay? Sshing soup and hitting your own face are your hands shaking?” someone said.

 The girl called Jessica was so furious that she stomped her feet in frustration, her face flushed with both shame and anger. She picked up the orange from the ground, her voice sharp as she demanded, “Who threw this? Step forward!”

 From behind the crowd, a slender figure stepped out.

 Under the zing sun, Tiffany emerged, her fair skin glowing with an icy radiance. Her elegant demeanor exuded nobility, leaving not a trace of inferiority. At a nce, she looked like someone who had stepped straight out of a painting.

 Her beauty was breathtaking.

 Gasps of surprise echoed around her. “Tiffany?”

 “Tiffany is back?”

 “She hasn’t been expelled yet?”

 Amid the murmurs, Tiffany nced up nonchntly and drawled, “I threw it. Got a problem with that?”

 Her arrogance was as unyielding as ever.

 Someone tugged at Jessica’s sleeve from behind, whispering nervously, “Jessica, let it go. You can’t win against her.”

 Jessica Simpson, a wealthy girl who had transferred schools five days ago, had heard about Tiffany’s notorious reputation as the ‘queen devil‘ in school. However, she had scoffed at the rumors and dismissed them, secretly hoping to steal Tiffany’s spotlight.

 Therefore, she always disparaged Tiffany, and her words even became more and more intense, which was why she had an argument with Zoe and was beaten up by Zoe.

 Thanks to her family’s wealth and influence, Jessica was not punished in any way, but Zoe, who had no such backing, was now on the verge of being expelled.

 And that was also why this scene was unfolding today.

 Jessica shot a nce at Tiffany, her eyes flickering with both amazement and jealousy. She gestured at the oil–stained dress clinging to her body, raised her chin haughtily, and sneered, “Do you even know how much this dress costs?”

 The implication was clear: her clothes were expensive, far beyond what someone like Tiffany could afford.

 To her surprise, Tiffany nodded and replied smoothly, “I know. It’s just an off–season worth much.”

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 She deliberately emphasized the word “off–season“.

 Jessica’s smug expression froze instantly.

 She never thought that Tiffany would know it.

 “W–What are you talking about? This is thetest model! It cost tens of thousands of dors! Shame on you for talking nonsense!” Jessica said.

 Tiffany wasn’t interested in debating fashion. Taking a step forward, she smiled coolly, her tone sharp as she asked, “I heard you beat up my friend?”

 Jessica sneered, her chin tilting even higher. “So what? What can you do about it?”This material belongs to N?velDrama.Org.

 Tiffany nce at her ck eye dismissively as she rolled up her sleeves with casual grace. “Only one ck eye? That’s not a good look. Don’t be shy–I’ll help you even it out.”

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