Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 72

The Larkin family had never been big on calling her, nor had Yorick for that matter. But lately, their calls had been coming in more frequently than all of last year combined. It was driving her nuts!

...

On the other side, Cloudia handed the phone back to the nurse, her face a portrait of irritation. At this rate, she mused, the entire hospital's nursing staff would be on her block list. "Find out where she is now."

Cloudia could barely contain her fury.

Jaxon replied, "She's on the 26th floor of the Orient Nexus Building 1."

He had managed to track that much, at least. His expression was grim as well; the assistant had called him earlier to say that since word got out they weren't partnering with Stella, companies had been backing out left and right, as if scared of something. And the details? They wouldn't be willing to share.

And more so, StarRiver Corp., a powerhouse that had moved into Portis City just a couple of years ago, had been particularly brash.

When his assistant reached out to them, they'd been met with a storm of curses, "What's it to you who we partner with? Mind your own business!"

Their audacity was staggering, hardly what you'd expect from a newcomer to Portis City. They even had the gall to badmouth the Quarry family, showing a level of arrogance that was all too reminiscent of Stella. Hearing this, Cloudia could no longer sit still.

"So, these companies are refusing to cut ties with her?"

darkened further at her

silent up until now, finally spoke up, "How did she even secure those

ripple through the room, Cloudia and Jaxon

words as a catalyst, Cloudia and Jaxon's mind

Stella have certain relationship

possibly done to earn over seven hundred thousand in a year without paying some sort

to confront her,"

had just finished fielding two more calls - thankfully, neither from Cloudia nor Yorick. She couldn't

...

she hung up, her

Susanna, inviting her out for eating hot

make it," Stella

and

her

ever received from her birth family, though she supposed that wasn't saying much. After all, wasn't it natural to feel closer to those you grew up

no matter how close she was to her adoptive family, the Larkins' level of care was rare, especially

I want to eat out, only something bland I could

the mood for bland

without a second thought. She couldn't accept something without much