Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 8

Yorick stormed into the car, his face a mask of fury.

Orion caught a glimpse of him through the rearview mirror, "So, did Ms. Quinn cool down yet?"

Clearly, to everyone, Stella was just throwing a tantrum, pushing Yorick to send Ursula packing once again. Yorick massaged his temples, clearly agitated, "Cool down? As if it's that easy."

Orion couldn't help but agree silently.

Ursula's sudden return had taken everyone by surprise, with no one bothering to inform her in advance.

"Is she serious about calling off the wedding?"

Yorick went silent.

Serious?

Remembering moments when they were together during these two years, Yorick let out a bitter laugh, "What do you think?"

He didn't believe at all she could really let go.

Orion thought, "Seems unlikely."

Larkins couldn't stand her. Marrying Yorick seemed her only way out. Besides, she had invested a

acting out, although she might have taken it

...

At the Silk-River Residences.

her, her head throbbing at the thought of the card

foreboding feeling: a storm was

not to dwell on it. After a day of trying on wedding dresses and shopping with Susanna,

instead, and just as

"Who is it?"

door, she just

"It's

string of pearls around her neck. Her makeup was impeccable, but her expression was stern. Cloudia walked straight in

the door,

Stella's casual demeanor only fueled Cloudia's

me, what exactly are you trying to do? I told you, Ursula wasn't behind it.

Do you want the whole of Portis City to

her words