Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 396

Stella countered, "Oh, shut up, she just slipped, it was an accident."

What the heck was with this? She really didn't want to talk to Finley. He made her want to scream.

Finley kept on, "Ha, plenty of people have lost their footing around Hull, but I haven't seen a woman yet who dared to actually take off..."

"Enough already." Hearing Finley start to run his mouth again, Stella could feel a headache coming on. She really had zero desire of listening to him.

"You really have a knack for talking yourself into trouble," Stella sighed.

Finley was caught off guard. He glanced at Ronald, who was looking a bit out of sorts, and wisely decided to zip it.

Stella addressed, "Ronald."

"Okay, I'll give Hull a ring."

Finley was rendered speechless.

Of course, she was the princess around here, who else could get Ronald to jump like this?

Ronald took the phone and called Hull. It rang once, twice, but no answer. It went straight to voicemail.

Stella heard the dial tone fade out and felt her heart tighten.

Ronald commented, "Looks like things have already kicked off."

Stella was in shock.

best, but time just wasn't on their side. If only she had called sooner, maybe she could have pulled her out of

...

under Hull's legs, trembling. From the moment she got in the car, she hadn't been able to move from her spot beneath him. Her hands were covering

and the constant rattle of gunfire. It was so intense it felt like her heart was going to stop. All she

God, please let

been one trial after another, each more terrifying than

fast, jostling her about. The space under Hull's legs was cramped,

sound of an explosion made Susanna

eardrums would burst, as if the chaos outside could tear her apart at any

for over an hour before the car

man's voice

he said to Hull, "It's all

to go over

replied with

sounded dangerous to Susanna's ears. She was scared

City, she had

seen it all. But now?

new level of chaos,

the chaos settled. Susanna was

QUMS

pulling out his phone to call

a muffled groan from beneath him, making Hull