Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Outside the airport, the air was crisp with a hint of fall.

The Lugar family's butler had come in person, and he wasn't alone. Yvonne was there too. When Stella saw her, she wriggled out of Ronald's embrace.

Yvonne gave Stella a glare that could melt an iceberg. It was the kind of look that said, "I could eat you alive right now."

Stella caught her fierce gaze and clung tighter to Ronald's arm with a pout. She was petite, and her size only emphasized her vulnerability.

Yvonne watched from a short distance, and for a moment, she felt like being transported back to childhood. In her mind, Stella had always been this tiny figure beside Ronald.

As she approached, Yvonne scoffed, "When you were under Ronald's watch, you couldn't eat this or that. You were small then, fine. But now, with two years on your own, you could've eaten anything. Why haven't you grown an inch?"

Stella was speechless, her mind racing. Hadn't she grown at all?

"I have grown taller," she mumbled instinctively.

Yvonne raised an eyebrow, smirking. "Really? Then why are you still only up to his chest?"

glancing up at Ronald. It was true. Despite her growth, she still barely reached

on. You've got a lot to explain. Don't think you can dodge me now that you're

have had no power over her, but in Ferrowland, Stella couldn't escape. Yvonne had held a

quicker, already clutching her arm. "You left because Xander said so?

fuming, recalling how easily Xander had scared Stella away. Their grandparents were furious when

made a mistake. I know," Stella

What did Xander say to you? I'll give that jerk

one bullied her Star and got away with it. She'd rushed back from Sands City when she heard Xander was back in Ferrowland. She'd even had a verbal spar with

I'll tell you,"

got

Ronald intervened, his voice calm but firm. He loosened Yvonne's

Yvonne was incredulous. "It's been three years, Ronald. She needs a good talking to. Otherwise, who knows who she'll be scared off by

hand free. "I'm not

shot back, "Oh?

back to Ronald, she added, "Leave her to me.

Yvonne's 'talking-to' was notorious, and she wasn't eager to