Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 661

Eventually, the Schultz family's gathering didn't wind down until almost three in the morning. The house was still buzzing with tension when Yvonne finally left.

Everyone in the Schultz family looked absolutely wrecked, like they'd just eaten something rotten. You'd think they'd been dealing with a battalion, not just one

woman.

Tristan, looking every bit his age, heaved himself up and trudged upstairs. "That boy... total disgrace. Absolute disgrace." And then he was gone.

Mona and Yale shared a look.

Yale, jaw clenched, muttered, "Wasn't Xander head over heels for that Quinn girl? How the hell did he end up married to that hellcat?"

Hellcat. That's exactly how they saw Yvonne.

She had a temper, and a pedigree so untouchable that nobody dared cross her.

Mona's eyes narrowed, landing on the bottle of nail polish Yvonne had slammed down on the dining table. "I knew he wouldn't just stay put in Boston forever. I just knew he was up to something coming home this time."

She practically spat out the words, grinding her teeth so hard you'd think she wanted to chew Xander up and spit him out.

Yale added, "Marrying Yvonne, that witch, it's obvious he wants the whole Schultz fortune for himself."

This wasn't about sharing.

He wanted it all.

"Ruining Regina Schultz wasn't enough

off, eyes flashing with something dark

"This is just

start. And to make

basically wrung them

as spent a dime more than necessary, Dad would scold him for being a spoiled brat.

Dad did was grumble

about it,

...

in the house, Yvonne was practically glowing as she walked out the front door. Xander was waiting

slid into the passenger seat, he looked over. "What took

number. They weren't exactly eager to hand it over, so

but the thought of suddenly having so much

an eyebrow. "How much did

put on that list. Got it all

shake. Now, at least, she felt a

stared at her, stunned. "They just... gave it

list—he'd asked for it three years ago, and

just wanted Yvonne to stir up some

But Yvonne...

course. You weren't there to see