Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Now he kinda got why Cloudia blew her top every time. Just like she said, it was like dealing with a debt collector, impervious to reason. Soft approach didn't work, so Blaise had no choice but to play hardball. "Fine, forget about the bank account for now. You ponder on it, and we'll talk when you've thought it through."

With those harsh words, Blaise walked away.

Silence fell.

Stella slammed the door shut and had barely made it back to the living room when her phone started buzzing.

It was Orion's number.

Today, she had blocked multiple numbers - Yorick's, Cloudia's, and even Blaise's.

Now, they were reaching out through someone else's phone.

Predictably, Stella didn't pick up.

...

On the other end of the line, Yorick had just left the Quarry Manor and was using Orion's phone to call Stella.

Yet again, the call was disconnected, and when he tried once more, he was informed the number was busy - another block.

Yorick was seething with frustration, "Where the hell did she pick up this habit of not answering calls?"

Orion's lips twitched.

"Ms. Quinn's probably not just ignoring your calls."

as Orion was concerned, today wasn't just a bad day for Yorick; the Larkin family was

"Drive to Silk-River Residences."

was getting out

Orion nodded, "Alright."

...

An hour later.

they arrived at Silk-River Residences, it was

incessantly, but she didn't come to open the

shoulder at this ungodly hour made Yorick's already foul mood even worse.

the end of his

Orion was like, "..."

to pull out his phone to call for help when the door swung open

Stella, in her pajamas, looking groggy and pissed, wielding a baseball bat. Clearly, she had been rudely awakened and was ready to swing at the

Orion swiftly

her temper flared, and she swung

his feet,

gritting his

this explosive? Just the mention of delaying the wedding had her up

headed for her fridge, opened

"Don't you cook?"

as if he

would react well to someone inspecting their fridge and questioning their culinary habits? Stella was no exception to feeling

mentioned, "I

a day of turmoil, skipping lunch and a dinner disrupted

gaze further confirmed that she was looking at

anything here that looks like your

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