Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 362

Finley exhaled in disbelief. Don't want any perks, huh?

Bernie was notorious on Cyris Isle for his greed-those who came to negotiate with him often left feeling squeezed dry.

With one man reluctant to give an inch and the other hungry for more, Finley wondered what could possibly result from such an encounter between Bernie and Ronald.

Seeing the pistol casually placed in front of Ronald's wine glass, Finley couldn't help but think to himself, "That's Ronald for you- never losing an ounce, no matter the situation."

"Well, if that's the case, we really have nothing more to discuss."

With that said, Bernie pushed the beautiful woman on his lap aside and stormed off in a huff. The entourage of women followed suit.

At the door, Bernie paused and cast a glance back at Ronald. "You know, Mr. Quinn, you're not the only one interested in that item. You might want to give it some serious thought. A man's greatest mistake is letting a woman ruin important affairs. As the head of the Lugar family, surely you understand that."

Thinking himself a good decade older than Ronald, Bernie spoke in a patronizing tone.

Ronald shot him a cold, unimpressed look.

Their eyes clashed fiercely in the air, until Bernie let out a derisive laugh and left with his entourage.

Soon enough, only Ronald's people remained.

looked at him. "Is that thing really

reached out and gently

wouldn't have come. I would've just stayed sleeping on the plane. Or, you know, you could tell me what it is, and I'll help you steal it back." Finley, standing nearby, let out a loud

Stella's suggestion. "What are you

this man not keep

a hand dismissively. "Besides, Xander's also on Cyris Isle. If you were sleeping on

Stella fell silent. Ah, Finley,

but this time he didn't kick him. Instead, he just gave him a

moment, Ronald turned his attention back to Idris standing behind him. "Go toss them all

Idris nodded. "Yes."

blinked in surprise. "Oh? This yacht is

she was talking to Susanna, she'd thought the yacht looked familiar. But facing Bernie, who had strutted around as if he owned the place, she'd assumed

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into a smile, the earlier displeasure on his face dissipating.

Stella was confused.

Hers?

minute... So Bernie had been on her turf, trying to hit

Stella was stunned.

overboard is definitely

important to Ronald, she might have dealt with