Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Over the years, the Lugar family's relentless search for Stella had only proven how much they treasured her.

Cloudia was livid, her heart pounding with rage. "Why did I ever bring her into this world? I should have never brought her back. Growing up with the Lugars, she's brought us nothing but trouble." The thought of all the company issues Stella had stirred up made Cloudia's anger boil over.

Jaxon opened his mouth, about to respond, when his phone rang. He answered curtly, "Hello?"

"Sir," came the assistant's voice, heavy with unease.

Jaxon, cold as ice, spat out, "Speak."

"Miss Ursula can't leave the country."

Jaxon's eyes widened at the words. He instinctively glanced at Cloudia before pressing on with a strained voice, "What do you mean by that?"

"No country is accepting her. Her passport has been flagged, and she can't buy a ticket."

Jaxon's heart pounded. He wasn't naive; with everything happening around Stella, it was clear who was behind this. Was she really trying to trap Ursula?

"Then go to another city," Jaxon growled through gritted teeth.

If leaving the country wasn't possible, at least they could move Ursula to another city-anywhere but Portis City. They'd figure something out once they were out of there. "That's impossible too. She's restricted to Portis City. I've tried everything-land, sea, air-there's no way out."

Jaxon felt a sinking weight in his chest.

No way out? Even hospitals were refusing to admit Ursula, and no doctor would make a house call. Stella was truly pushing them to the brink.

face turned ashen as

had overheard

leave the country, or even the city?" she asked, her voice

eyes, anger simmering beneath the surface, and

"Yes."

to Ursula? She's practically killing her!" Cloudia exclaimed.

but after just two rings, the call was cut off. Frustrated, she tried again, only for the same thing

phone buzzed again. It was someone

manager's tense voice came through. "Mr. Larkin, our partnership on the Windmere project

willing to pay

the few valuable projects they had left. Were they

company by now, right?" "He's not here," the manager

quickened. He glanced at Cloudia, who was

to notice the conversation

head was about to explode. "I'll

he left- so why wasn't he at the company

...

was

her cheek a playful pinch,

turned her face away, her expression as

pulled her closer.

not talking to

had the nerve to make her