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.

over her mouth. If Hull caught wind of this, she

a coat and helped her to wear it; he remarked, "You've been spending too much

things to your face and behind your back. She only gossiped behind

break from snow, but a fierce wind still howled outside, making it

headed downstairs, where the butler approached with a respectful bow. "Sir, someone from the Larkin family is

was about a kilometer from

going to upset you, maybe we should just..." The way he said "just" held a

frowned slightly. "Who

"It's Mrs. Larkin."

of course.

out of commission due to his injury. And if he dared to think about Ursula,

was Cloudia, Stella's eyes narrowed. "Let

of meeting. Cloudia was only here for

the butler's eye, giving

from a glimpse and

Stella to breakfast, leaving

the gate, Cloudia, who got stopped,

no right to stop me! I'm just here to see my daughter. Doesn't a mother have the right to see

security guards remained, eyes icy, their presence an immovable barrier

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