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?

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

boundless. The Larkin family didn't appear to pamper her to this extent; otherwise, why would she venture out to start her

spotting Ronald's unmistakable car not too far off and

today she'd contacted dozes of important clients, without much thought, assuming it to

""Where are you?"

came through. Even through the phone, Stella could sense his barely

do you want?" Stella

tell her to come back

"Call Tegan? My ass."

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

but what thing have

to

you're just a freaking bumpkin, forever buried

""Stella!" Jaxon snarled.

She actually cussed him

"Tell me,

piece of his mind. Since returning to the family, she'd never gave them peace, throwing tantrums, crossing lines without considering the time and place. Stella retorted, "If you are that capable, find

hurling insults