Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 228

Just thinking about why she was here made Cloudia simmer down- she couldn't afford to lose her cool now.

She bit back her anger and turned to Idris. "I'm her mother. I have something urgent to tell her. How can she just refuse to see me?"

Why should she go through such trouble just to see her daughter? It made no sense!

Idris frowned at her claim. "If I'm not mistaken, you've already severed ties with her."

"And who exactly are you to her?" Cloudia's temper was starting to flare up.

Even if they had severed ties, that was between her and Stella. What right did a stranger have to speak on it?

Idris was unmoved. "Who I am to her and her refusal to see you are two different matters."

Cloudia was about to explode. "I am her mother."

"Not legally, not anymore," Idris shot back.

Ronald had already processed the legal documents with both Cloudia and Stella's signatures. So, legally speaking, Cloudia was no longer Stella's mother.

The thought enraged Cloudia. "I carried her for nine months and gave birth to her, and now you're lecturing me about legality?"

was unfazed. "You agreed to sever ties. Your signature..." He hesitated, then added, "Your signature was

and now the whole Portis City knew about it. Her signature, enlarged for all to see, was a public humiliation. Taking a deep breath, Cloudia tried to regain her composure. "Yes, I signed it, but I

isn't the Larkin Group in a bit of a bind? Are you sure you want to be her

the Larkin Group made Cloudia's heart skip a beat. She remembered the troubles Blaise and Jaxon had briefed her

tell her I have something important to say," she pleaded with

pointless," Idris replied

about to retort when she caught sight of

in prolonging the conversation, turned to

stop him, but her attention shifted to Yorick heading in

...

returned to find Ronald busy on his laptop and Stella sitting opposite him, both engrossed

any issues with such a lady. Stella moved closer to Ronald, holding her laptop.

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glanced at the bottle

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