Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 369

He must have been careless to end up right next to Ronald.

The moment the call was placed, Ronald issued a cold warning. "You can take Bernie with you."

Shawn nodded in agreement.

Bernie, confused, asked, "Mr. Quinn, what do you mean by that?"

That thing didn't belong to Mr. Schultz. What did it mean to hand him over to Xander Schultz?

Bernie thought about the rumors concerning Patrina over the past two years. If he landed in Xander's hands, wouldn't he be in deep trouble? Bernie couldn't help but shiver at the thought.

Shawn, dialing the number nervously, stole a glance at Ronald. After thirty long seconds, he swallowed and muttered, "He, uh... didn't pick up." Ronald's face hardened instantly.

Shawn stammered, "I'll try calling again right away."

He recalled the bullet Ronald had put in his leg earlier. His stomach twisted at the thought- what if the next one went between his eyes?

Bernie, meanwhile, was sweating bullets. "Mr. Quinn, I'll get the item from my brother right away. I'll give it to you. Please don't hand me over to Mr. Schultz."

With all his men neutralized by Ronald's team, Bernie didn't dare stir up any more trouble.

Ronald gave Idris a knowing glance, and Idris nodded in understanding before leaving the scene.

Seeing Ronald remain silent, Bernie grew anxious. "Mr. Quinn?"

Finley chimed in, "Do you even know who the woman you were eyeing is?"

"Who?" Bernie asked, his brow furrowed in confusion.

in Ronald's circle, besides being a plaything, what else could she

Bernie clearly wasn't

he raised himself. You really thought you could mess with

shock as he looked at Ronald. "She's the Quinn

from earlier... that was her? They had found her? Finley snickered.

Finley's chest under that piercing gaze. "Did I say something

on the phone,

been taken to Patrina, Shawn had already figured out that she was likely Ronald's woman

here was

throwing out that she

s Xandere

Seriously, his Inability to keep quiet was

something wrong?" Finley asked, feeling uneasy

in no mood to

dialing Xander, but

...

the room, Xander turned on the TV, engrossed in his game. He was confident Ronald wouldn't act so

hear the incessant buzzing from

ringing," she pointed

"Shut up," Xander snapped.

What a jerk!

eyes. She felt disheveled and wanted to go freshen up, but of course, this jerk wouldn't even

let alone return

confiscated phone.

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games, completely unfazed, as if Ronald wasn't about to burst in and turn him

play