Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 227

After wrapping up his report on the Patel Group, Idris took a call. When he looked over, Finley was in the process of removing a splinter from Stella's hand. Stella, petrified by the minor procedure, refused to watch. Ronald, ever so indulgent, covered her eyes to shield her from the sight. Despite his efforts, Stella couldn't help but whimper in discomfort.

"There, there, it's all done now," Ronald soothed in a low whisper.

"This is the last time, right?" Stella mumbled hopefully.

"Don't even think about it. You'll need this treatment for at least a month, given your condition. Every three days, minimum," Finley interjected bluntly, showing no sympathy. Stella looked on the verge of tears.

Ronald shot Finley a frosty glare, signaling him to keep quiet.

Finley met Ronald's glare with a shrug, undeterred. "I'm just being honest. She might as well prepare her mentally."

"Does she need that from you?" Ronald challenged.

Finley fell silent.

protective, huh? Did this mean Ronald planned to console

for being easy to comfort, and this whole ordeal

"Miss, a lady with the last name Lawson has arrived, wishing to

needing further explanation, she knew it was Cloudia

was she here? Was it because the issues with

Residence without any concrete results. Meanwhile, the Larkins had quickly gotten to the root of their current problems. Ronald exchanged a glance with Stella, then gently stroked her soft

shook her head.

Why keep any ties now? Ronald

gaze on Stella made Finley uncomfortable. He quickly packed up his things, eager to avoid

Stella's delicate hand. "Have they been bullying you?"

really," Stella replied. It wasn't truly bullying if it was one-sided, and she certainly didn't see herself

as he kissed her hand, a gesture that

felt her body

touch, instinctively pulling her hand back. But before she could fully withdraw, Ronald released first, playfully flicking her nose to

not a child anymore," Stella protested, her cheeks

you've grown into a young lady," Ronald replied, his tone carrying an unusual hint of emotion at the term 'young lady.' "What