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?

lavish gifts Stella distributed among them,

extent; otherwise, why would she venture out to start her own business? "Everything from

the studio, spotting Ronald's unmistakable car not too far off and

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

""Where are you?"

Even through the phone,

you

tell her to come

"Call Tegan? My ass."

profanity brought a momentary silence on the line, followed by Jaxon's voice, now even more livid, "Stella,

about respect, but what

to insult

you're just a freaking bumpkin, forever

""Stella!" Jaxon snarled.

She actually

berserk, "Tell me,

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

forget hurling insults before