Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

Chapter 712

“There is nothing money can’t solve, Tiffany thought. If 20 million dollars isn’t enough, then 40 million; and if 40 million doesn’t work, then 400 million!”

With that thought, she readily agreed, transforming from her earlier hesitant, frowning demeanor to one of confidence.

Christopher was momentarily taken aback, swallowing his previous words of persuasion. His smile spread as he responded, “Thank you very much, Miss Tiffany, Consider the previous payment as a deposit, and I’ll arrange to transfer the funds to your account immediately.”

“Alright,” Tiffany replied, satisfied with his efficiency and decisiveness. She appreciated his straightforward and prompt

manner.

Although Daniel’s condition had worsened significantly, making a complete cure challenging, Tiffany was determined to treat him for the sake of securing her child’s future. She couldn’t afford to fail.

While Tiffany was fully engrossed in diagnosing Daniel’s condition, June stopped by and delivered some spirit herbs and other essential medicine she had requested.

In the bedroom, the other servants had already left. Only the unconscious Daniel, Tiffany, and June remained. Observing the severity of the situation, June couldn’t help but express her concern, saying, “Miss Kelley, are you confident about this? If I had known the illness was this peculiar, I wouldn’t have encouraged you to take on this responsibility…”

She was worried about Tiffany’s well–being and thought, ‘Diagnosing and providing acupuncture treatments are highly strenuous. Tiffany is still in the early stages of pregnancy–what if overexertion affects the child?‘

Hearing June’s concern, Tiffany chuckled softly and discreetly touched her lower abdomen.

Her abdomen was still flat, and she couldn’t feel any changes. But the marvel of life lay within her, a small life growing and sharing her very bloodline.

“Don’t worry, June. I’ll be fine,” Tiffany reassured her gently.

Tiffany was fully aware of her physical condition. Although her constitution had changed significantly, the energy required for acupuncture would not impact her at all.

Besides, she looked forward eagerly to the day this child would be born and would not allow herself to take any risks, nor would she let anything harm the child.

Even this time, in treating Daniel, she had carefully considered her own capacity and limits.

June nodded in response to Tiffany’s assurance and said, “Understood, Miss Kelley.”

She realized she had been overly concerned, forgetting the strength Tiffany possessed.

After finishing the diagnosis, Tiffany paused thoughtfully before administering a spirit herb to Daniel, then immediately began the acupuncture treatment.

The illness she had managed to suppress the night before was flaring up again, even more aggressively. This confirmed that her previous approach wasn’t effective.

In light of this, she decided to try a different method to draw out the illness.

Tiffany focused intently on the acupuncture, sealing all the key temples. Observing Daniel’s reaction, she asked, “June, we received any response to the divorce agreement?”

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“Not yet, June replied.

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June hesitated, initially wanting to say something positive about Richard, but seeing that Tiffany didn’t pursue the topic further, she held her tongue,

Silence filled the bedroom, interrupted only by a few soft pings from Tiffany’s phone.

She glanced at it casually, seeing it was a bank transfer notification.

The Cooper family had indeed kept their word. The agreed–upon 200 million dollars for the treatment had already been transferred into her account, not a cent more or less.

Tiffany felt her mood lift a bit.

Although Tiffany didn’t lack money, with her businesses at Starkise Entertainment and Miracle Healer both bringing in a steady income, she had recently spent a significant amount to resolve the Kelley family’s financial crisis.

She had bought back all the shares that the Kelley family’s shareholders had put up for sale from Morwen, which had cost her quite a bit.

Receiving this transfer gave her a reassuring sense of security, even though she had left with nothing else.

After some thought, Tiffany added, “June, go ahead and follow up on that divorce agreement. We wouldn’t want certain people to be kept waiting.”

Sitting in a position that didn’t truly belong to her made her feel uncomfortable.

June sighed before finally nodding in agreement. “Yes.”

In the spacious, elegantly designed Chief Executive office on the top floor of Royal Tower, Tyrone glanced cautiously at his boss, silently counting. This was the eighteenth time his boss had checked his reflection today.

Even though his boss’s face was strikingly handsome, this was certainly unusual behavior. It was almost as if he had transformed into a completely different person–he even changed his preferred coffee flavor.

Tyrone studied him cautiously, not daring to make it too obvious. He cleared his throat softly to catch Richard’s attention and said, “Mr. Hampton, all these documents require your signature.”

“This many?” Garry, disguised as Richard, gasped as he almost bit his tongue.

He thought, ‘Being the CEO is harder than I imagined. I already signed so many documents this morning that my wrist is sore, and now there’s more?‘

“Alright, alright,” Garry replied, reluctantly settling into the leather chair and beginning to sign. He carefully imitated the signature while inwardly grumbling, ‘Who knows where Richard went, leaving the company for me, his stand–in, to handle…

‘At least he’s already arranged everything. Now all I have to do is sit here and sign off.”

Garry stifled a yawn, catching Tyrone’s furtive glance from the corner of his eye. He immediately put on a stern expression and commanded, “What are you staring at? Go wait outside!”

“Yes, yes,” Tyrone responded quickly, nodding and retreating from the office. Before closing the door, he reminded him, “Mr. Hampton, these are urgent. Just call for me once you’ve signed, and I’ll collect them.”

“Got it, got it,” Garry replied, swiftly scribbling his signature on each document.

Richard had arranged for Garry to pose as him in the company because Garry’s build was similar to his, and he was also

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exceptionally skilled at replicating other people’s handwriting.

So far, even Tyrone, who worked closely with Richard daily, hadn’t noticed anything unusual, though he was puzzled at how the boss’s personality seemed to have changed overnight–from calm and inscrutable to oddly unpredictable.

Suspicious though he was, no one had the nerve to guess that the person sitting in the CEO’s chair might actually be an imposter.

Garry’s hand moved quickly as he signed, finishing ten urgent documents in rapid succession.

In his haste to keep up the speed, he didn’t notice that a divorce greement had been inadvertently included beneath the stack of documents.

Without realizing it, he signed Richard’s name on it with a flourish.

His imitation was nearly flawless–the same sweeping, powerful strokes.

“Phew, done,” Garry let out a deep sigh and muttered, “This is exhausting. I’ll have to ask Richard for a reward for this.”

After speaking, he pressed a button on the desk phone. Tyrone immediately knocked and entered, taking away the stack of signed documents.

Tyrone, hurried along by Richard’s imposing aura, quickly moved with a sense of urgency.

He handed the documents to his assistant, who immediately delivered the urgent ones to the respective departments.

As the files circulated, they finally reached the last person, where a few extra papers at the bottom were accidentally revealed.

One of the female employees looked at them curiously and remarked, “Huh, what’s this?”

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