Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 409

Over in Mist Bay, Stella was chatting away with Susanna when suddenly the line went dead. She tried calling back, but there was no answer. Twice more she tried, and twice more she got nothing.

Ronald stepped up, smoothly taking the phone from her hand and popping a pill into her mouth. "This is your pre-meal medication."

"Ugh!"

It was bitter. Seriously, where did Ronald find these doctors who prescribed the most god-awful tasting pills?

Stella's face scrunched up in protest.

Ronald handed her a glass of water, and she hurried to swallow the pill. No sooner had she done so than he pressed a piece of candy into her mouth. The sweet burst of orange filled her senses, offering some relief.

"Better?"

"Yeah, sweet."

Ronald tousled her hair. "Spreading rumors about Hull, huh? You've got guts."

Stella's cheeks flushed. "We were just speculating."

Yvonne had mentioned it before, and Stella couldn't help but think it was a bit odd - why did Hull always look at them and never make a move?

"You and who?"

"Yvonne."

Ronald was left speechless.

slapped a hand over her mouth. If Hull caught wind of this, she and Yvonne would

helped her to wear it; he remarked, "You've been spending

That wasn't fair! Finley would say things to your face and behind your back. She only gossiped behind backs - though she realized that wasn't exactly

but a fierce wind still howled

a respectful bow. "Sir, someone

kilometer from the main building of

Stella. "Star, if their presence is going to upset you, maybe we should

frowned slightly. "Who

"It's Mrs. Larkin."

Larkin, of course.

was out of commission due to his injury. And if he dared to think about Ursula, fiery Lola would surely

Cloudia, Stella's eyes narrowed.

meeting. Cloudia was only here for Ursula, and Stella had no desire to

Stella's reply, Ronald caught the butler's eye, giving a subtle nod that

meant just from a

Stella to breakfast, leaving the butler to handle

got stopped, was a

me! I'm just here to see my daughter. Doesn't a mother have the right to see her

guards remained, eyes icy, their presence an immovable barrier

desperation only grew as her demand didn't reciprocate. "Let