Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 92

The lot of them, using money as both a weapon and a threat, had become all too common. Stella could hardly keep a straight face when she remembered how they'd arrogantly blocked her credit cards. Yorick's expression darkened by the second.

Stella faced him squarely, "I make my own fortune every year. What can't I buy for myself? Besides, I'm hardly the type to chase after things out of my reach just because they're expensive.

The money I earn is more than enough to handle any trouble that comes my way. So, Mr. Quarry, what exactly do you think I need from you?"

Her words left the typically money-driven crowd speechless, just like Yorick now, unable to find any retort against Stella.

His eyes narrowed slightly, "Get them to join her medical team immediately. I'll never see her again."

"Is that what you think I want?"

Yorick questioned, "What else do you want then?"

Eyebrow lifted, Stella put down her glass of water.

Listen to this, 'what else do you want?' As if Yorick had made some grand sacrifice in this situation. If she asked for more, it would seem like she was asking for the moon.

except you. With your awful temper, how you treat me, and someone else in your heart, why would I? I make enough money to have my pick of men. Why would I settle for you?"

his temples throbbing, veins

...

Yorick managed to leave Stella's studio, though he couldn't

don't care how you do it, make her studio

Her arrogance was unbearable.

summed it up in two words: sheer arrogance. She was

untouchable because she was making her own money? Then he'd destroy her

his

"But..."

colder than earlier. Orion replied,

trying to arrange that all morning, but all the notices we've sent out have been met with refusals. They're saying they can't

"Can't?"

alone made Yorick's

the cooperative relation with her? So, the

anticipated?

Corp., particularly arrogant. They outright insulted the Quarry Group, asking who the hell we think