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?

the studio, and then remembering the lavish gifts Stella distributed among them, Tabitha couldn't help but wonder where exactly Stella hailed

generosity 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

of things, Stella stepped out of the studio, spotting Ronald's unmistakable car not

buzzed again, and since today she'd contacted dozes of important clients, without much thought, assuming it

""Where are you?"

through. Even through the phone, Stella could

you want?" Stella

"Call Tegan, tell her to

"Call Tegan? My ass."

line, followed by Jaxon's voice, now even more livid, "Stella,

but what

to insult me

a freaking bumpkin, forever buried in

""Stella!" Jaxon snarled.

heel! She actually

me, where

all Jaxon could think about was finding Stella, and gave her a piece of his mind. Since returning to the family, she'd never gave them peace, throwing tantrums, crossing lines without considering

didn't forget hurling insults