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, Tabitha couldn't help but wonder where exactly Stella hailed

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 been delegated, just keep an eye on

Ronald's unmistakable car not too far off

contacted dozes of important clients,

""Where are you?"

suppressed voice came through. Even through the phone, Stella could sense his

you

"Call Tegan, tell her to come back

"Call Tegan? My ass."

Jaxon's voice, now even more livid, "Stella, have you lost all sense of

don't know about respect, but what

"Dare to insult me

freaking bumpkin, forever buried

""Stella!" Jaxon snarled.

heel! She actually

berserk, "Tell me, where are

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

forget hurling insults before