Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

In Portis City, Jaxon finally got a chance to see Cloudia, even though it was the middle of the night, which was a bit unusual.

But neither of them cared about the odd timing. The important thing was that they were together.

What Cloudia didn't expect was the overwhelming despair that followed seeing Jaxon. Life inside was already tough, but seeing Jaxon limping and the bruises on his arms stung her heart.

"What happened to your leg again?" Cloudia asked, her voice tight with worry.

Jaxon shrugged it off, trying to downplay the concern in her eyes. "It's nothing major. How are you holding up?"

Despite his assurances, Cloudia knew something terrible must have happened.

"That witch Ursula needs to be kicked out of the Larkin family. I want her gone," Cloudia spat with venom. She couldn't believe the betrayal from someone she had done so much for. The thought of Ursula made her blood boil.

Jaxon looked at Cloudia, her face now gaunt and weary, and felt a pang of guilt. "She's out," he assured her.

Ursula filled them both with anger and a shared

Cloudia nodded firmly. "Make sure you take back everything she has taken. She doesn't deserve any of

been gifted-jewels, clothes, bags, and shoes-all the things that Cloudia had

Cloudia continued, her tone unyielding. "Don't let her drive off in that either. I bought

worry. She didn't

relief wash over her. "That's right.

Cloudia's voice was heavy with regret. Stella, her flesh and blood, the one she had

make amends but

expression shifted at the mention of Stella,

haven't you?" she asked, her voice barely

silent, looking

heart sank further. "Did she say anything? Is she

hope flickering like a candle in the wind.

Stella might forgive her and help. She had come to realize that everything hinged on Stella's word. If Stella