Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 564

With Stella's words echoing in her mind, Susanna couldn't shake the feeling that Hull was nothing but trouble.

"Can you joke about someone's mom?" she muttered to herself, thinking about how her own mother had been restless and sleepless for days now.

Even though Stella had mentioned that the previous person in charge was someone named Lacey, Susanna needed to be sure.

Stella had assured her, "Yeah, I'll help you confirm."

If it turned out that Susanna's mother was involved, things could get messy. After all, the current leader's rise to power was anything but honorable.

After exchanging a few more words over the phone, mostly Stella trying to soothe Susanna's nerves, they finally hung up.

Susanna sat curled up on her little couch, her mind a whirlwind of confusion. Hull told Mr. Quinn he liked her? Why on earth would he do that? Was he really trying to pull one over on Mr. Quinn?

If so, he had to be pretty bold to try and deceive Mr. Quinn.

Lost in thought, Susanna was startled by a noise from the balcony window. Her eyes widened in shock.

Before she could react, the sound of the sliding glass door opening reached her ears, followed by the swish of curtains being drawn back.

Hull's dark, intense eyes,

between Hull and the glass door behind him, she stammered,

window? The balcony was right outside, but still, it felt like he'd

towards her, his tall and imposing figure bringing an

of his presence, Susanna instinctively tried to shrink back, but

she pleaded, clutching a throw

he wasn't going to... eat her or something, right?

blocking the door, a mysterious smile playing on his lips. "You've got some

cabinet wasn't exactly

a pang of insecurity, her eyes watering as she looked at him pitifully. Just one look, and she felt the need to lower her

this, Hull felt an odd sense of satisfaction. Stepping forward, he effortlessly lifted her off the couch as if

feeling weightless in his grasp, was

near the door. "Go on, show me how you moved

move the

and began

watchful eyes didn't make it any easier. She struggled, using all her might to move

with the task done, she turned to Hull, who was standing with his arms crossed, a faint chuckle escaping him. "Not much strength at all. Did you really think you could

didn't respond, but the thought echoed in

had told her Mr. Quinn

could voice any reply, Hull pulled out his phone and

picked up quickly, "Hey,