Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 295

Hull walked in from the cold, shaking the snow off his boots, and saw Finley pacing like a cat on a hot tin roof, talking rapidly to Stella. Ronald's face was as dark as a thundercloud.

Hull unwound the scarf from his neck and said with a smirk, "Keep yapping, and you might just talk yourself into a stitch-up."

He tossed his coat to the butler waiting nearby. With his striking features and gold-rimmed glasses, Hull looked every bit the part of a stern intellectual. But the moment he spoke, his playful demeanor shattered that illusion. Finley shot him a glare. "Easy for you to say-it's not your sister, so why worry?"

Hull raised an eyebrow. "Your sister?"

Finley spluttered and fell silent, unable to retort.

"Skye? She's got a wild streak, huh?" Hull chuckled, already up to speed with the buzz about Skye arriving in Portis City, and with Yvonne's crew no less.

Yvonne had just been dragged back to Ferrowland by Ronald's men, and here Skye was, rolling into town with Yvonne's entourage. Everyone knew what was up with that.

Finley rubbed his chest as if trying to calm his racing heart.

Hull clapped him on the shoulder. "Why can't they just be rivals? Now they're working together like sisters."

Finley shook his head. "They're definitely not sisters."

Skye and Yvonne? Those two had been at each other's throats for years. No way they'd suddenly become besties.

Hull pressed on, "So why's Skye dragging Yvonne's people here?"

stumped, words

supposed to know? He'd been stuck in Portis City with Ronald all this time, completely out

up tangled together? It used to be a miracle if they didn't fight when they met, how

a

turning to Stella

spot for Stella, and he never seemed to say no to

Ronald's sleeve, looking up at him

is it?" Ronald asked, glancing down at

find Skye, just send her back

bear to see Finley so worked up

lift off his chest

as he spoke directly into Stella's ear, "You know, Star,

Stella blinked, confused. "What?"

laced with a teasing

stood a few paces away, quiet words, but Finley could see the glint of mischief in Ronald's eyes as

wordable to catch Ronald's

a jolt in the corner of his eye. What was

Stella, why was

stammered, "Just... just don't

fate and shivered. She didn't want Ronald to

people, it would only be