Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 325

Just then, the man chuckled softly. "Star, you're still as disobedient as ever."

And with that, he delivered a swift karate chop to the back of her neck.

Stella's struggles ceased instantly, her vision fading into darkness as her strength drained away, leaving her completely limp.

Amidst the haze, she vaguely heard Ronald's furious shout, "Xander Schultz, how dare you!"

Xander spoke something into his walkie-talkie, and immediately, there was a loud 'bang.'

The glass shattered on cue. The entire Mist Bay erupted into a cacophony of gunfire.

Ronald, seething with anger, drew his gun in one swift motion, leveling it directly at Xander, who had Stella slung over his arm like a rag doll.

"Put her down," he commanded sternly.

But Xander didn't flinch. Instead, he shifted Stella's unconscious body in front of him like a shield. "Go ahead. Let's see what's tougher, your bullet or her body?"

A dangerous glint flickered in Ronald's eyes, his calm exterior barely masking the storm of fury roiling beneath.

Xander's smug grin widened as he noticed the veins bulging on Ronald's clenched hand. "What's the matter? Forget that your old man promised her to me? I'm just here to collect my fiancée. What's wrong with that?" "Let her go," Ronald gritted out, each word a testament to his anger.

Idris had his gun trained on Xander too, glancing at Ronald for direction.

at the precipice of Stella's life or death situation, his icy gaze like shards

Outside, chaos intensified.

smoke bomb. In the ensuing 'boom,' he whisked Stella

in the fog, they couldn't risk firing

drone hovered

reached its

head of Mist Bay's

Ronald kicked him hard.

didn't notice

Ronald's trusted aide in Ferrowland, was caught

show up

feet. He wanted to explain, but Idris shot him a

just beneath the surface. His voice was cold and dangerous. "Get moving. Fix

hurried off, with Harvey

roared as Mist Bay's security team

ten minutes

set. Xander's men have been wiped out.

couldn't remain

towards her. A cold glint flickered in Ronald's

rotors. She awoke groggily, realizing

haphazardly on

legs crossed, sipping a glass of red wine while a doctor tended to the wound

was stained with alarming