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."

did he have for a woman's bag? To gift it to

from his pocket and

churned as she saw another velvet box, "What's this for,

gift? Or was he still hoping for a favor through her, a favor that wouldn't even work with

box before,

Stella kept silent.

was indeed a mistake; she

heir of one of the top clans in Portis City,

was nuts. Turned out he hadn't lost

Mr. Patel, you mean you want the

Jeremy nodded, "Yes."

twitched at his words. Her gaze inadvertently drifted towards the trash

course, the trash

Shoot!

not be able to return

mean?" Jeremy tensed

had found the ring in the box and everything that ensued, adding a few grievances towards Jeremy for the scare she got. Jeremy's heart sank further when he realized Ronald's displeasure might have been about