Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 210

Stella's laughter was tinged with sarcasm. "Oh, please, don't pretend it's nothing major." Her sharp words, dripping with irony, hit like daggers.

"Stop babbling. Just admit it- are you the one stirring up trouble for the Larkin Group?"

Cloudia was done arguing with Stella; every exchange left her fuming.

She had to admit, Stella's tongue was lethal, reminiscent of a no-nonsense country girl.

Stella teased, "Why don't you guess?"

Cloudia seethed. "You..."

But Stella cut her off. "We're done here. Stop calling me over every little thing. People might think you miss me or something."

Cloudia felt her blood pressure spike, but before she could retort, the call was abruptly ended. It was always like this with Stella, Cloudia never managed to gain the upper hand. She couldn't help but wonder who had taught Stella to wield her words so fiercely.

...

At the studio, Ronald arrived just in time to see Stella limping toward the elevator.

Without a word, he strode over and effortlessly scooped her into his arms.

the office crowd collectively sighed, charmed by

"What are you doing? Put me down.

weather in Portis City had been dreadful lately, making her days particularly

protests, carrying her

...

Inside the office.

Tabitha, "The boss's brother is such a dreamboat. That aloof charm,

rolled her

fantasy? It's not like I can

careful or the

her with a blanket even though the car was already warm. Stella always struggled with the changing weather. "Why

replied, "I'm

paused while adjusting the blanket, a grim look briefly crossing his face before he shifted the topic. "Have you been keeping up with the acupuncture?" Stella avoided his gaze. "Well, you know,

pain was bearable, her deep-seated phobia of needles had always held her back. Winters in Portis City only made things

instructed Idris, "Ask Finley to bring the

skipped a

"Ronald."

"Be good."

having an excellent calming effect

genuinely terrified of injections, of any needle, in fact. It was because one of the women in the group that had kidnapped her years ago took pleasure in stabbing people with needles. Idris called Finley,

way to Spring Hill,"