Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 27

Stella was plotting to whisk Ronald off to a five-star hotel.

However, Ronald had her pinned on his lap the whole ride, leaving her no chance to whisper their destination to Idris.

By the time Ronald let her go, they had already arrived at the underground parking of Silk-River Residences.

Stella was astounded, "You know where I live?"

She had used his card yesterday, and today he showed up here. It seemed he had dug through the past three years of her life in no time.

Ronald stepped out of the car first, and Idris, who had been driving, remarked, "It's not hard for Mr. Quinn to find out anything. But you've been quite the hider these past three years. We never expected you'd go abroad." Stella went silent.

Idris continued, "And to think, you even found your family... Anyway, Mr. Quinn is furious!"

Hearing "furious" made Stella's heart lurch violently.

She cast a cautious glance at the man standing outside the car and hurried out without delay.

Back at home, Stella wanted to fetch him slippers, but the moment she opened the shoe cabinet, she found, aside from her slippers, a pair of men's slippers that had been worn.

Feeling the chill from behind, she quickly picked a pair she hadn't worn and offered them to Ronald, "Maybe you can wear mine for now."

The pink slippers with a cute bunny on them were laid before Ronald, whose eyes were narrowed, the chill around him intensifying.

"Learned to serve, have you?"

words. Her face stiffened at it, and the bitterness in

up, looking at Ronald with grievance, "You

chuckled, slipping into her tiny slippers,

to survey the place. The more he looked, the darker his expression

Portis City, and they put you up in this

further. She pouted, "This

gaze sharpened, turning back

"I bought this with your

the revelation seemed to

the couch, casually draping his coat over

not buy something bigger,

over 1500

found it lacking, recalling that even her modest

their Quinn family, where she could roam their castle-sized estate for hours

"Come here."

gazed at her

a meter away,

stretch of his arm, she found herself

man's deep voice resonated above

her heart hammering. She knew all too well what he meant by

lingered, "If not of your blood, they won't grow close." That saying originated from her, Stella Quinn. It was said when she left the Quinn

Schultz family, how are they?"

Schultz family, the very ones who held a grip

hadn't seen any news of the Schultz family. Even her contacts couldn't provide

passed through his eyes. His grip on her chin tightened,