Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

Grelle? It took Tiffany a while before this name rang a bell in her mind.

Grelle was that lively, energetic, and pretty young girl from Melvor Mountain Village.

Tiffany recalled that when they were returning to Lovell City after finishing their charity work in the village, Grelle had begged Tiffany to let her follow them back to Lovell City, but Tiffany had refused.

"Are you sure you're not mistaken?" Tiffany asked doubtfully.

Zoe shook her head. "I'm not sure. I may be mistaken. After all, it's been a while. I'm not sure if the person I just saw was truly Grelle. Maybe it was just someone who looked like her."

Most importantly, the girl Zoe saw just now was dressed in a very youthful and trendy style. She was the complete opposite of the simple and squeaky-clean Grelle from Melvor Mountain Village. Even her bearing was very different from Grelle's. Zoe concluded that she must have been mistaken. She wiped her mouth with some relief.

"I must have mistaken someone else for Grelle. Let's go, Tiffany. The barbecue kiosk I told you about is just ahead. Their food tastes so good!"

Tiffany nodded and looked again at the spot Zoe was staring at earlier. After ascertaining there was nothing unusual, she turned and left.

After the two girls left, Grelle stuck her head out from behind another food kiosk. After confirming that Tiffany and Zoe had walked off, she patted her chest in relief and walked out. "That was close,' she thought.

Next to her, Grelle's companion couldn't resist asking, "Grelle, what's wrong with you? Why are you hiding all of a sudden? It's not like you're not presentable when you are so pretty."

"It's nothing. I saw two friends but I was a little embarrassed to go up and say hello so I could only hide." Grelle broke into a smile.

Her innocent and pure appearance was appealing to men and women. She had a naturally guileless face, and when she

smiled, her eyes curved endearingly into crescent moons. She was so sweet and lovable that many passersby rubbernecked to look at her.

Her companion disagreed and said disapprovingly, "What's there to be embarrassed? You should let your old friends look at you now. You're going to be famous throughout the country soon. At that point, they won't be worthy of being your friends." "Don't say that." Grelle lowered her he even more delicate and lovabl

humbly. When she was bashful, her cheeks became flushed which made her look

Her companion pursed her lips. "It's the truth."

"Gosh, let's go quickly. Otherwise, it won't be good if we're late... With that, Grelle grabbed her companion's hand and hurried onward.

However, once she left the street food lane and got into the taxi, she turned around and looked at the bustling street. She smiled faintly and a hint of smugness flashed across her pure and innocent face.

Back then, at Melvor Mountain, she had begged Tiffany to bring her to Lovell City, but Tiffany had turned her down. She was even given a dressing down by Zoe.

Now, not only did she rely on her own ability to come to Lovell City, but she had also been selected by an entertainment company because of her outstanding looks.

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The scion of that entertainment company pursued her relentlessly and was willing to spend an astronomical amount of money just to make her famous.

The tables had turned. When Grelle had established a firm foothold at the pinnacle after making use of this opportunity, Tiffany would not be able to look down on her like she was a burden. Just you wait," Grelle thought as the taxi drove off.

At the barbecue street food kiosk, Tiffany had eaten her fill. After Zoe drained her drink, she asked eagerly, "How is it, Tiffany? Does it taste good?"

"Not bad." Tiffany nodded.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

"Hah! I knew you'd like it." With that, Zoe rushed to pay the bill happily.

Tiffany did not stop her. She would usually let Zoe pay when the sum involved was small.

By the time the two of them left the barbecue kiosk, the sky had completely darkened.

The streetlights were already lit and the entire neighborhood was bathed in colorful neon advertisement signs.

Tiffany saw a taxi on the side of the road and gave Zoe a light push. "You go first. Let me know when you get home."

"Sure!" Zoe waved goodbye and left in the taxi.

Tiffany hailed another taxi. As she had decided to go shopping today, she told her driver not to fetch her.

Besides, her home was not far from her school, and it was convenient to take a taxi home.

After the taxi came to a stop, Tiffany got into the back seat. She told the driver her destination and took out the ancient book to continue reading.

However, when she raised her head subsequently, the taxi had driven away from the city center. The street lamps outside were still bright, but the surroundings were getting increasingly more desolate and less urban. More worryingly, the taxi was going faster.

Tiffany casually put the book back into her bag. Despite suspecting that she was being kidnapped, she did not panic at all. She asked nonchalantly, "Hey, did you take the wrong turn?"

"No, it's the right way." The driver's voice was very confident as if he firmly believed that Tiffany could not escape. He even turned around and grinned at Tiffany.

Out of the blue, a bottle of water smashed into his face.

Tiffany looked disgusted and scolded him, "You look so ugly when you smile. Don't you have any self-restraint? What if you frightened a little kid like me?"

The bottle hit the driver's face so hard that his nose started bleeding. The steering wheel unwittingly went askew and the whole taxi swerved abruptly.