Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

Victor's whole body trembled, his breath quickening with excitement, and even his previously dull eyes seemed to light up suddenly.

"Faith... It's Faith?" Victor said weakly.

Before Tiffany could react, her hand was tightly grasped.

The grip was weak and frail. She could have easily pulled her hand free. But the hope in the old man's eyes made it impossible for her to do so.

She frowned slightly without moving and looked at Samuel with a questioning gaze.

Samuel rubbed his face and composed himself before saying. "Mr. Ashton had a younger daughter named Faith. Twenty years ago, she ran away with someone, severing ties with her father, and never returned. "That continued for three years until Mr. Ashton couldn't let go and sent people to find her, only to discover that... she was already gone. All that remained was a child whose whereabouts were unknown... Samuel looked up at Tiffany, speaking slowly, "And you look remarkably similar to Ms. Ashton."

The implication was clear.

Tiffany smiled, then inserted a few needles into Victor. Shortly, he fell into a deep sleep. His vital signs were weak, but at least he had something to keep him going, and his body could still hold on for a while. The ward was so quiet that only the sound of the monitoring devices could be heard.

Tiffany said slowly, "Prepare yourselves. Given his current condition, he may only have a few days left."

"What? Not even the spirit herbs can save him?" Keith's eyes filled with tears, and he almost fell to his knees. "I beg you, please save Mr. Ashion!"

Tiffany shook her head helplessly. It wasn't that she didn't want to save him, but she simply couldn't.

Nothing in this world was absolute. The spirit herbs could save lives, detoxify, and even extend life, but when someone had truly reached the end of the line, no medicine could change that

"But Mr. Ashton was fine before. He was in good shape. How could he collapse so suddenly, and now you're saying there's no way to save him?" Samuel said emotionally.

Tiffany explained, "I already told you, there was something wrong with what he's been eating. It is a slow-acting poison, building up over time and weakening his body. Even though the spirit herbs I provided last time could remove the poison in him, it was already too late."

The long-term poisoning had taken its toll on Victor's body.

After saying that, Tiffany turned around and left.

Not long after she had gone, Victor opened his eyes with difficulty and said feebly, "Call Mr. Walker over... I want... to change my will

After a while, Keith arrived

"Mr. Ashton, are you sure? If so, we can send it for notarization right away, said the lawyer. Victor nodded.

Forty minutes later, Keith drew up the new will and confirmed again. "Are you sure you want to leave none of your assets,

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including the Treasure Tower, to your children?"

Im sure." An old but firm voice sounded..

Keith nodded and finalized the will.

After everyone left, Samuel was already in tears.

"Mr. Ashton. I investigated it. The problem lies in the fork you use every day. They were tampered with, containing slow- acting poison, which seeped in little by little with every meal.

"It's all my fault. I failed to do my duty, and that's what harmed you," said the butler.

"It's not your fault. It's hard to guard against the betrayals from within. Victor coughed, and a bit of blood came up.

To think that the ones so desperate to see him dead were his own worthless sons, Victor laughed bitterly, waved his hand, and said. "Go on. Follow the will. I've fulfilled my wish and seen my granddaughter. I can finally rest in peace and give Faith a closure... "But... Samuel hesitated for a moment, then finally said, "Sir, we haven't confirmed anything yet. Are you sure the Miracle Healter is your granddaughter? Isn't that too hasty?"

"No, I only need one look to be certain. There's no mistake." With that, Victor smiled in relief, then slowly closed his eyes. "Beep. The signals on the electrocardiogram became a flat line. The man gn bed would never open his eyes again.

Keith collapsed to the floor, crying out in grief.

Victor's funeral was set for three days later.Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

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To everyone's shock, he did not leave a single cent for his children. His will revealed that he had left all his wealth, shares, as well as the Treasure Tower whose value was immeasurable to an outsider.

The news spread quickly, throwing the entire Ashton family into turmoil. They scrambled to uncover the inheritor's identity, but Samuel refused to reveal anything, leaving the family furious and cursing Victor as heartless. Samuel watched their behavior coldly, thinking that some people were just insatiably greedy and selfish.

News of Victor's death reached Tiffany, though she had no idea she was the controversial inheritor everyone was condemning.

The next day soon arrived.

The venue for Morwen's event had been changed from Moonlit Pier to Marina Gustro. Tiffany kept her word and left the hotel on time.

As she arrived at the destination, she saw a cruise ship docked by the shore from afar.

Tiffany stepped out of her car and walked toward it. Suddenly, a hand extended toward her. She looked up to see Jeremy However, a pair of hands reached over. She looked up and saw that the person in front of her was Jeremy Cooper.

"Hm? Didn't I say you didn't have to come?" Tiffany said.

"Like I'd let you go alone." Jeremy moved forward without hesitation, his slight sideways stance subtly protective.

Tiffany smiled and followed him onto the ship.

Once they were on board, the cruise began moving slowly along the beautiful river, giving them a clear view of the riverside

scenery.

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After they got on, the cruise slip started moving slowly along the beautiful river. It was not fast, and the street scenery on both sides was still visible.

Morwen had spared no expense. The yacht was lavishly decorated inside and out.

Tiffany raised an eyebrow, thinking that such extravagance was exactly Miss Xanthus's style. She walked in and unceremoniously took the main seat, while Jeremy sat at the side.

Morwen had been waiting for a while and was relieved to finally see Tiffany arrive. But when she saw the man accompanying Tiffany, she asked in surprise, "Who is this?" Jeremy didn't even raise his head. It was obvious that he didn't want to talk to Morwen. One of his men behind him answered. "This is Mr. Cooper."

'Mr. Cooper? Could this be the man who rented an entire hotel floor? Morwen wondered. Then, her eyes flickered, and she asked, "Mr. Cooper, may I know your full name?"

"Just the surname will do. The bodyguard's curt reply made it clear they weren't interested in further conversation. Besides, they wouldn't be crossing paths again, there was no point in knowing more.

Morwen's face stiffened. She thought, 'Such arrogance! Just anyone is bold enough to show me attitude now? If not for tonight's plan, she won't put up with this at all!