Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 169

Stella carelessly tossed her bag onto the couch, a move so practiced it seemed second nature.

Jeremy watched, a flicker of meaning crossing his eyes. A customized bag treated with such nonchalance.

Were the Larkins all blind? How could they think Stella was some country bumpkin? Which "country" raised their kids to be so extravagantly wasteful?

He remembered Sirena saying, "Jaxon's sister is just a country girl, clueless about everything. The Larkins can't take her anywhere."

At the time, Jeremy believed it, but now, he thought they must all be blind.

"Mr. Patel?"

Noticing Jeremy's silent stare at her bag, Stella frowned, "Do you like my bag, Mr. Patel?"

Jeremy snapped back, "Huh?"

"If you like it, it's yours," Stella offered.

Jeremy was speechless. Such generosity? A bag worth tens, maybe hundreds of thousands, offered so casually. Truly, only someone raised by Ronald could afford to be so. But then again, for the Quinns, Stella couldn't possibly spend it all.

"No need."

for a woman's

box from his pocket and pushed it across the desk

momentarily churned as she saw another

a favor through her, a favor that wouldn't

"That box

Stella kept silent.

item was indeed a

all, he was the heir of one of the top clans in Portis City, and there was no way he

was nuts. Turned out he hadn't lost his mind; he'd simply given the wrong

mean you

Jeremy nodded, "Yes."

words. Her gaze inadvertently drifted towards the

course, the trash

Shoot!

might not

Jeremy

the box and everything that ensued, adding a few grievances towards Jeremy for the scare she got. Jeremy's heart sank further when