Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

Chapter 612

Zoe blinked, stunned as she thought, ‘Wait, what? I was just being polite. But the words were already out there, taking them back now would make her look bad.

Gritting her teeth, Zoe dug into her bag for her keys and unlocked the door. “Just so you know,” she muttered, “It’s gonna be messy in there. Don’t judge, alright?”

She pushed the door open as she finished speaking, and it was exactly as she’d warned–a complete disaster. Cigarette butts were scattered across the floor, empty snack bags littered every surface, and even the sofa was buried under a pile of unwashed clothes that gave off a sour odor.

Sidney frowned immediately. As a doctor, he had an obsessive need for cleanliness, bordering on a phobia. Coming from a privileged background, he’d never stepped foot in a place like this.

Zoe forced a strained smile, stepping inside to clear off the sofa. She then cleaned a mug before filling it with hot coffee and placing it on the table. “There, all set. Thanks for your help today. It’s getting late. You should head back.”

Sidney opened his mouth to respond, but before he could get a word out, the sound of stumbling footsteps came from outside.

Zoe’s drunk father, Louis, had come home. He staggered through the door, and upon spotting Sidney, he sobered up in an instant. The alcohol–induced haze lifted. “Sir! You’re here?” he stammered, rushing forward with an ingratiating smile.

The memory of Tiffany banging on the door still haunted Louis. Sidney had been there that day too, and Louis wasn’t about to forget Sidney’s face–one he couldn’t afford to cross.

The stench of cheap booze hit Sidney like a wall. His frown deepened. Seeing his reaction, Zoe grabbed Sidney’s arm and pulled him toward the door. “I’ll walk you out.”

She cursed herself inwardly, ‘If I’d known this would happen, I’d never have extended that polite invitation. Now, all my messy secrets are laid bare. No dignity left.‘

Once they reached the streets downstairs, Brittany and her gang had already cleared out. The road was eerily quiet, the streetlights casting dim pools of yellow light. Their shadows stretched across the pavement. For a moment, they almost looked like a single entity.

Zoe offered an awkward laugh. “Sorry about all this. I didn’t even let you finish your coffee.”

“It’s fine,” Sidney replied, buckling himself into his car. He paused, then added in a measured tone, “Next time, if you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to call me.”

“Sure.”

The roar of the engine broke the silence, and Sidney’s sleek silver car disappeared down the lonely street like a streak of moonlight.

Zoe exhaled slowly and her smile faded. The day had wrung her out completely, and now she was all out of strength to keep up the facade. She turned and dragged herself back toward the dingy apartment.

Sidney, meanwhile, drove for a good distance before suddenly turning the wheel sharply and headed back the

way

he’d

come.

“Hey.”

Zoe stopped in her tracks at the sound of the voice, confused. Turning around, she saw Sidney.

“Have you ever thought about dating me? I’m not joking, and this isn’t about pity. I think I just… like you. Plain and simple,”

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said Sidney.

The night was cool and still, but Zoe felt like her heart had been tossed into boiling water. Sidney’s words stirred her, leaving her restless and wide awake.

Lying in her bed in the dead of night, Zoe couldn’t stop replaying Sidney’s serious expression and the way he’d repeated the question. “My heart says it skips a beat when I see you. What about yours?”

‘What about yours?‘ Zoe repeated inwardly as she tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Every time she closed her eyes, Sidney’s handsome, gentle face filled her mind.

Deep down, she already knew the answer. ‘Of course, my heart has skipped a beat. It has, long ago. The moment he jumped into the river after me without hesitation. The first time he texted me asking if I wanted to date him. How can I not feel something for him? But… I’m not worthy of him,‘ she thought.

Zoe leaned out from under her blanket, took a deep breath, and grabbed her phone. She sent Sidney a single–word reply. [No.]

She hit send, then immediately turned off her phone. Her hands were clammy, her heart pounding out of her chest. ‘It’s fine,’ she told herself inwardly. ‘It’ll pass.‘

In the same deep of night, far out in the suburbs, dozens of black cars drove in formation, pulling up orderly at the gates of a villa.

One of the car doors opened, and the subordinates stood by respectfully, awaiting.

Felix stepped out of the car, heading straight for the villa’s basement. The expensive experimental capsule he had purchased at a great cost was finally ready to be put to use.

Lorenzo, standing behind the group of subordinates, was drenched in sweat. The experimental capsule was destroyed, and he had kept this information to himself, so Felix didn’t know at the moment.

‘What should I do now? If he finds out, I will be the first to pay the price!‘ Lorenzo thought and quickly took a few steps back, waiting for the right moment. When everyone’s attention was diverted, he slipped out of the villa and crawled under Felixs car quietly.

‘The villa is covered with surveillance, and if I try to run, I will be caught immediately. The only place safe from the cameras is under the car. If Felix’s fury grows but he can’t find me, I may be able to slip away when the car leaves,‘ Lorenzo formed a plan in his mind.

Sure enough, Felix reached the underground laboratory, and as soon as he pulled back the silver–gray sheet, he saw the ruined experimental capsule, its internal materials destroyed.

“What happened?” Felix spun around sharply, his gaze sharp as an eagle, the air around him crackling with killing intent. His subordinates froze in fear, their hearts pounding. “Mr. Quaid. We came back with you, we don’t know what happened in the villa.”

“Bring him over!”

“Yes!” Several subordinates quickly followed Felix’s command. They tried to locate Lorenzo, but he was nowhere to be found. With no other options, they grabbed one of Lorenzo’s lackeys.

“Speak! What happened? Why is the experimental capsule destroyed?” Felix bellowed.

The lackey trembled, too frightened to lie. He immediately confessed everything about how Lorenzo had secretly assisted Melody in taking down Tiffany days ago. “Mr. Quaid. It was Lorenzo. He threatened us not to tell anyone. We wouldn’t have

erwise!”

Felix’s face darkened further, and without saying another word, he walked

out of the laboratory himself.

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His subordinates exchanged uneasy glances, all struck by the same thought, “This is bad. Lorenzo won’t escape this time. Felix is going to deal with him personally. They quickly followed Felix outside.

Felix scanned the area with his sharp gaze, finally locking onto his car.

Despite the distance, Lorenzo seemed to sense Felix’s deathly stare. “The destroyed experimental capsule–damn it! Breaking his orders to go after Tiffany–I’m even more doomed now! he thought.

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