Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany Novel by Rex Ring

Seeing Philip’s expression change, Sandra knew her plan had worked.

As expected. Philip frowned and waved them off, saying. “If you’re not here to attend the lesson, go somewhere else. Don’t interrupt my teaching”

Philip was a guest instructor teaching for a few days at the school, so his time was precious, and it was a unique opportunity for the students to learn from him.

Therefore, when the students in the studio heard Philip disMiss Kelley, they joined in and chased them away. “Don’t you understand human language? Get out of here already!”

One girl shouted, “Don’t just stand there in our way! Do you have any idea how valuable this class is?”

“Get lost! It’s annoying how shameless you are!” said another girl

Hearing all of this, most people would have covered their faces in shame and left in a hurry. But Tiffany did not.

Not only did she stay, but she walked calmly into the studio.

Then, Tiffany pointed at the painting that Philip had hung on the wall as an example and said evenly. This painting is mine. I’m just here to take back what’s mine. Is there a problem with that?”

Standing on the podium, she lifted her chin slightly. Her delicate face was strikingly beautiful.

But her words were met with laughter.

One girl said, “Hahaha, did I hear that right? Did Tiffany just say that the painting is hers? This has to be the joke of the year!”

“Seriously, how shameless can you get? Do you even know your own skill level? You just barged in here to take her credit. You’re probably just jealous that your cousin becomes Philip’s student and not you!” another girl said,

The first girl echoed, “That’s right.”

After the laughter died down, Sandra took on a surprised expression as if she couldn’t believe Tiffany would be so shameless as to take credit for her work

With tears in her eyes, she complained aggrievedly. “Tiffany, how could you say that? I know you’re upset that I’ve outshone you, but you can’t go around making such ridiculous claims.”

The interruption made Philip quite unhappy, so he asked sharply. “What’s going on here?”

“Sir, it’s like this,” Tiffany said with a sobbing tone, “The one who disrupted the lesson is my cousin. I’m staying at my uncle’s house for now, but my cousin doesn’t like me, so she often ignores me and doesn’t want me to outshine her.”

Sandra didn’t go into further details, but everyone understood the implication that she was staying with her relatives and was constantly bullied.

Philip could immediately imagine the difficult situation she was in.

Looking at the red-eyed student in front of him, Philip comforted her, “Don’t worry. I will take care of this.”

A young girl like Sandrà couldn’t possibly cause much trouble, Philip thought.

Afterward, he called the school’s security, saying that he needed someone to deal with a student causing trouble in the

udio.

Within five minutes, several security guards arrived on the scene and asked, “Where’s the troublemaker?”

Someone pointed to the podium, and the security guards rushed forward to drag Tiffany away.

A punishment was definitely coming for her.

Sandra lowered her eyes, and everyone assumed she was upset because her cousin had backstabbed her, but no one saw the hidden joy in her eyes.

Zoe was panicking. They came to expose the fraud, not to get thrown out.

Seeing the security guards approaching them, Zoe was on the verge of losing her cool.

But when she turned back, she saw Tiffany still sitting calmly on the chair on the podium, looking nothing like someone who was causing trouble.

The security guards were overwhelmed by her imposing presence..

Philip waved his hand impatiently and said, “Don’t dawdle. Take the troublemaker away?

The guards snapped back to attention and moved forward to grab Tiffany.

But Kelly just smiled indifferently and asked, “Mr. Fremont, are you really planning to cover for your students even if they are in the wrong?

“Of course not, Philip said with a stern expression. “ver condoned wrongdoing, but I also won’t allow anyone to slander my students”

“If you’re not covering for her, why are you only listening to Sandra’s side of the story?” Tiffany said.

She stood up and pointed to the two paintings of hers that were hanging on the wall as examples, saying. “I’m just here to take back my paintings. What’s wrong with that?”

Her demeanor was confident, and her eyes were clear. There wasn’t the slightest hint of dishonesty in her expression.

Sandra’s heart tightened with anxiety.

She was worried that if this dragged on any longer, Philip might start to get suspicious.

The worst part was that Tiffany’s painting skills were exceptional. If she painted another oil painting in front of the truth would become crystal clear, and it would be obvious who was lying.

That was the last thing Sandra wanted to happen.

So, she spoke up again, her voice filled with grief, Tiffany, do you really want to drive me to despair?*

People instinctively sympathize with the weaker party

Sandra made herself look pitiful, her eyes brimming with tears as if she had been wronged.

In comparison, Tiffany, who had remained calm and composed, looked like an aggressive villain!

everyon

Philip was running out of patience. But before he could say anything, several girls who were siding with Sandra sneered, “Tiffany, have some shame, will you? It’s bad enough to be thick-skinned, but this is just shameless!”

Another girl said, ‘Exactly. Do you think you can just claim those paintings are yours and take them away? Where’s your proof? Did you sign your name on them or something?”

Everyone scoffed in disdain.

To their surprise, Tiffany responded with a faint smile, “And what if I told you that my name is indeed on the painting?”

“Impossible!” Sandra snapped, her voice betraying a hint of panie “Tiffany, why won’t you give up? Do you really want to make things so ugly between us!”

When Sandra had stolen Tiffany’s oil painting, she had carefully checked the room to ensure no cameras could have captured any evidence. She had also inspected the painting itself and found nothing amiss. Since she planned to claim the painting as her own, she had meticulously prepared for every possible outcome.

Therefore, Sandra was convinced Tiffany was just bluffing.

“It won’t do us any good to argue back and forth,” Tiffany suggested calmly. “Why don’t we let Mr. Fremont take down the painting and examine it closely? Let’s see if my name is hidden in there. What do you think, Mr. Fremont?”

Philip agreed to the suggestion, “Sure.”

Since both sides were sticking to their claims, it was best to lay everything out in the open and let the evidence speak for itself.

Philip, known for his fairness, ignored Sandra’s desperate attempts to hold him back. He walked up to the podium and took down the paintings that were used as examples.

Sandraa’s palms were covered in sweat.

It was a high-stakes gamble. If she won, she’d come out on top, but if she lost, she wouldn’t be able to maintain her..

reputation in school in the future.

The room fell silent as most of the students were eager to see the drama unfold.

The girls who had initially defended Sandra tried to reassure her once more. “Don’t worry, Sandra. If you’re in the right, there’s nothing to worry about. This is the perfect chance to teach Tiffany a lesson. Let’s see if she dares act so arrogant again.”

Another girl said, “That’s right. She’s so full of herself, always bullying you just because she’s a rich girl. How detestable!” Hearing these self-righteous comments didn’t comfort Sandra at all. Instead, they only fueled her resentment.

‘It’s all your fault. If you hadn’t opened your mouths, Mr. Fremont wouldn’t have listened to Tiffany’s explanation, and the security guards would have kicked her out by now! But now, I’m being confronted in front of so many people and can’t da anything!’ Sandra thought, putting the blame on the girls.

Philip inspected the painting for what felt like an eternity. After a long while, he finally frowned and said, “There’s nothing here, not a single word.”