Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 10

The moment they mentioned blocking Stella's credit card, a smug satisfaction flickered in Ursula's eyes.

"Stella," she thought, "not a dime of the Larkin fortune belongs to you. There can only be one daughter in the Larkin family, and that's me."

While she reveled in her thoughts, her façade of concern was impeccable, "But blocking her card, how will she survive? She's been living off the Larkin's for the past two years without a job."

Jaxon chimed in, "Ursula, stop making excuses for her. It's time we taught her a lesson."

Ursula looked hesitated, glancing towards Cloudia, who nodded in agreement, "Listen to your brother. It's about time she learned to be a proper lady."

Just the thought of Stella's fiery temperament gave Cloudia a headache. She couldn't believe Stella would let go of her feelings for Yorick so easily. To her, the debacle two years ago was all because of Yorick. Accusations flew that the car accident was orchestrated by Ursula, all because of her obsession with Yorick.

Ursula's gaze then shifted to Yorick, who frowned but remained silent, evidently agreeing with Cloudia and Jaxon's approach.

Cloudia then turned her attention to Ursula's ankle, "How's the injury? Is it serious?"

Ursula shook her head, "It's nothing serious. Rick insisted on bringing me to the hospital."

Cloudia reassured, "It's better to be cautious. Your dad arranged the best specialist to re-examine you."

"Thank you, Mom."

"Silly child, there's no need to thank me."

heard Ursula's gratitude, her heart ached

mingling with discussions on how to discipline Stella. They unanimously decided to cut off

confidence stemmed from believing that Stella's love for Yorick was intense, that she was just acting out. This time, they wouldn't even give her any chance of

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entire afternoon in a

the design industry, and Stella was giving it her all. Securing the financial backing was

she left the studio, it

a bit astonished, almost as if she

with people leaving their offices

around, Stella saw Susanna approaching, "What are you doing here?

were all office spaces, home to numerous small

could reply, Susanna blurted out, "I offered you money,

dinner, and

to Susanna, and it wasn't something she could explain in a few

"You've kept this under wraps pretty well. I had

felt the need to bring

had met abroad and usually discussed girl stuff. Even when Susanna talked with

"Yeah,

"And it's profitable?"

financially independent, she wouldn't need to concern herself

few hundreds of thousands in

scale of "a

making that much