Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 39

Stella, on the other side, had been cooped up all afternoon in her office, buried in endless meetings. Just as the clock struck six, her phone buzzed with a call from Ronald, "Come down, I'm out front." "Isn't it a no-parking zone there? Why didn't you use the parking garage?"

"So, hurry up then."

"Alright."

She ended the call, haphazardly stuffing her designer tote with an assortment of items.

Her assistant, Tabitha, watched this spectacle with pity, "Boss, that's a limited edition."

Stella blinked, "Oh? Is it?"

She was clueless!

Tabitha could only sigh in response.

Was something amiss with this heiress's common sense of life? Did she not grasp the value of her purchases?

moderate annual profits of the studio, and then remembering the lavish gifts Stella distributed among them,

seemed boundless. The Larkin family didn't appear to pamper her to this extent; otherwise, why would she venture out to start her own business? "Everything from the meeting has

Stella stepped out of the studio, spotting Ronald's unmistakable

important clients, without much thought, assuming it to be another, she answered,

""Where are you?"

the phone, Stella could

do you want?"

tell her to

"Call Tegan? My ass."

momentary silence on the line, followed by Jaxon's voice, now even more livid, "Stella, have you lost all sense

about respect, but what thing have

"Dare to insult me

a freaking bumpkin, forever

""Stella!" Jaxon snarled.

heel! She actually

berserk, "Tell me, where

and gave her a piece of his mind. Since returning to the family, she'd never gave them

forget hurling insults