Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 193

During dinner, Stella barely finished a plate of food before Ronald signaled for someone to clear her plate and cutlery.

Stella looked at him with big, pleading eyes, the very picture of misery. "Ronald," she whimpered.

"What's the problem? You weren't this keen on breakfast."

Stella's eating habits were far from typical. Conventional wisdom suggested eating the most in the morning and a balanced amount throughout the day.

But her breakfasts were always scant, her lunches manageable. Come evening, however, her appetite would surge, unusually voracious compared to her earlier meals. "But I..." Stella started.

"No more," Ronald cut her off before she could finish.

Stella pouted, but Ronald's gaze on her remained indulgent. He stood up, taking her hand. "Let's go for a walk."

"Okay," she agreed, albeit reluctantly. She'd been hoping to sneak in a bit more food.

It wasn't entirely her fault; evenings always made her hungrier, and what she'd eaten felt far from sufficient.

As they approached the door, Idris appeared, his expression serious.

hand. "Check out

"Something there?"

"Yeah, something fun."

"Fun?" Stella doubted.

the fishing trip that afternoon-rarely aligned

Idris's urgent demeanor, Stella

was out of earshot, Ronald spoke. "Is it

reached out, requesting a meeting

you relay

"I did."

family was in for a

had an all-night meeting yesterday

just unresolved- it was

in amusement. "They've had it too easy for

things might not

agreed. Both the Quarry and Larkin families had overstepped, their boldness

they walked, Ronald added, "Be firm with

"Understood," Idris nodded.

their side, so he personally stepped in. Once he had taken action himself and found out it was related to his son, he must have been itching

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