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."

a woman's bag? To gift it to

his pocket and pushed it across the desk towards

saw another velvet box, "What's this for,

gift? Or was he still hoping for a favor through her, a favor

box

Stella kept silent.

a mistake; she knew

Portis City, and there was no way he was clueless about

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

Patel, you mean you

Jeremy nodded, "Yes."

gaze

the trash had been

Shoot!

not be able to

Jeremy tensed up at her

and everything that ensued, adding a few grievances towards Jeremy for the scare