Her Story: Rise Of Tiffany

Chapter 710

Tiffany recognized the look in Daniel’s eyes all too well.

Before Daniel could act on his impulses, Tiffany instinctively raised her leg, blocking his wild advance with her foot.

“Hey, snap out of it,” Tiffany said.

Without hesitation, Tiffany grabbed the glass of water on the bedside table. Noticing it was cold, she splashed it on Daniel’s face without a second thought.

The icy shock seemed to jolt him back to his senses.

“I’m sorry,” Daniel said as he leaned back, his face pale and filled with guilt. He avoided her gaze and added hoarsely, “You should leave.”

But Tiffany didn’t move.

Instead, she focused on the strange energy she’d been sensing..“Do you always wear something, like a necklace or bracelet? Something you keep on you all the time?”

As Tiffany stepped closer, the peculiar sensation grew stronger, confirming her suspicions. Whatever was causing his condition wasn’t an illness or poison, which was why she hadn’t detected it during her initial examination.

Daniel remained silent, letting her approach.

The faint fragrance of her presence made his eyes darken, a yearning flickering in his gaze. He stared at her intently, his expression softening into something tender and gentle.

Tiffany, unaware of the shift in his demeanor, focused entirely on identifying the source of the problem.

“It’s here,” she said, reaching toward his waist.

Just as she was about to grab it, Daniel’s hand caught her wrist, stopping her in her tracks.

“Mr. Cooper,” she said. “I’m trying to treat you. Don’t make this difficult.”

Daniel didn’t respond, his lips pressed into a firm line. His gaze locked on hers, and she could see his rationality slipping away, piece by piece.

Before Tiffany could react, Daniel pulled her toward him with surprising strength. Tiffany stumbled, landing against his firm chest as the cool scent of his cologne enveloped her. The moment felt oddly familiar.

Her thoughts were cut short when Daniel tilted her face upward and kissed her without warning, leaving her stunned.

Tiffany’s eyes widened in shock, her anger rising instantly.

‘Seriously? I’m here to help, and you take advantage of me?‘ Tiffany thought, fuming.

Without hesitation, she raised her hand to strike him, but Daniel anticipated her move and restrained her wrist. His grip was far stronger than she’d expected.

‘Isn’t this man supposed to be ill?‘ Tiffany thought.

Her frustration boiling over, Tiffany bit down hard. The metallic taste of blood spread between their lips, jolting Daniel back

to reality. His fiery gaze softened, replaced by clarity and regret. Tiffany’s palm met his cheek with a resounding slap.

The slap echoed in the quiet room, leaving Tiffany’s hand numb from the force.

“There goes 20 million dollats and the tenfold consultation fee, Tiffany thought.

Tiffany glared at Daniel coldly. Without a word, she turned on her heel and stormed out.

Behind her, Daniel’s voice was low and remorseful. “I’m sorry. Every time my condition worsens, I lock myself in because I’m afraid of losing control. I didn’t mean for this to happen.”

His apology was sincere, but Tiffany wasn’t ready to respond.

Before she could leave the room completely, Christopher rushed in and ran over to Daniel to help him up. “Mr. Cooper! Are you unwell again? Why is it happening more frequently?”

Christopher helped Daniel back into bed and then went up to Tiffany. “Miss Kelley, do you know what’s wrong with him? If this keeps up, how will he survive?”

Christopher began to cry. “Every time his illness flares up, Mr. Cooper locks himself in his room. Last time, he smashed a window and almost fell down the stairs! It’s getting more dangerous. What should we do?”

Hearing this, Tiffany’s anger eased. Daniel’s condition was unusual, so Tiffany couldn’t be too harsh with a patient. Besides, Tiffany had already figured out the cause of his illness. If she ignored it now, Daniel might not survive

“I know the cause now,” Tiffany said evenly.

“Really?” Christopher’s eyes lit up with hope. “Tell me what you need, and I’ll prepare it immediately!”

“Leave me with him. I’ll need to perform acupuncture.”

“Understood.” Christopher didn’t hesitat, uthering the servant out and lewing the room quiet once more.

Daniel lay on the bed while Tiffany unpacked her kit. Silver needles glinted in the light.

Before she began, Daniel spoke again, his voice hoarse but genuine. “I’m truly sorry.”

Tiffany glanced at him, her expression calm. “It’s fine,” she replied curtly, her tone making it clear she wasn’t about on the incident. To her, it was as insignificant as being bitten by a stray dog.

Daniel opened his mouth as if to say more, but she silenced him with her first needle.

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“Take out whatever you wear all the time,” she instructed. “That’s the root of your problem. It’s been accumulating harmful energy over time, letting cold and negative forces invade your body.” Text © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.

“Is this what you’re speaking of?” Daniel asked, reaching into his waistband and producing a small object.

It wasn’t a diamond pendant or a valuable trinket, just an ordinary–looking stone. However, as Tiffany brought her hand near it, she felt the unsettling presence radiating from it. It wasn’t poison but it possessed a unique magnetic field that damaged one’s body.

“This is it,” she confirmed. “If you’d kept wearing it a few more years, you wouldn’t have survived much longer.”

Daniel frowned. “It’s that dangerous? What is it exactly?”

“I’m not sure,” Tiffany admitted. “I’ve never seen anything like it, but I can tell you it’s nothing good.”

“How long will it take to recover from this,” Daniel asked.

“By the day after tomorrow, at the latest,” Tiffany said. With acupuncture, she could remove the harmful Daniel’s body over a few sessions. Once it was gone, he would recover fully and he’d be able to walk again.

Daniel blinked in surprise. “That fast?”

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“What, don’t want to get better?” she teased.

“No, of course not,” he said, his lips curving into a small smile. “Miss Kelley, your skills are truly remarkable.”

“Save the compliments,” Tiffany replied, focusing on her work. “Just don’t forget the tenfold consultation fee when you’re back on your feet.”

With that, she deftly inserted another needle.