Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 111

Verbal sparring was Stella's forte. And sure, if it came down to a fistfight, Jaxon wouldn't stand a chance against her either.

The moment she dropped that bomb, Jaxon on the other end of the call felt his heart throbbing in frustration.

Hearing that Stella was even aware of his secret only made Jaxon double down on his resolve to get her out of the city. She was trouble, for him and for Ursula alike.

"You, you, I'm not gonna mince words here. Mom said you need to leave Portis City, pronto. Are you gonna go yourself, or do I have to make you?"

Jaxon's words, "make you", were spoken through clenched teeth, and Stella could tell he meant business.

But if it was a showdown he wanted, she was done playing nice. The truth was bound to come out sooner or later, so why bother hiding it?

"Oh, you're gonna make me? Really? And just how do you plan on doing that?" she scoffed.

Jaxon was speechless.

Stella went on, "If that guy tonight could pull me out of that mess, he's definitely got the means to keep me safe. Tell Ursula, I'm not going anywhere."

The events of the evening had unfolded like a series of calculated moves. Between the verbal jabs and the sneaky tricks, it was clear Ursula was desperate to have her out of Portis City.

reason behind it all, and she was determined

This only served

you're so capable, why waste time arguing? I doubt you'll

you can get rid of me, by all means, try. I'll be waiting. If not, don't bother trying to win a war of words. You won't win anyway." Jaxon hung up the phone in a fury. Continuing this

quite a while, Cloudia came out to find

here again? Weren't you supposed to pick her up from the station and get her out of Portis City?" Jaxon shot Cloudia a look and sighed, "We might not be able to

face darkened at the

someone with influence. And she's not staying at Silk-River

Jaxon admitted, feeling a headache

have truly known Stella. He had once thought of her as some country bumpkin raised in

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days, along with the people she knew, suggested otherwise. Finley,

doesn't leave, won't Ursula be constantly under her

furious at the thought of being unable

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possibly be in her

people she

man at Silk-River Residence's was clearly someone of status, and his

didn't seem new. Then