Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 670

The security guard looked like he was going to burst into tears.

Stella ran a perfectly manicured hand through her blond hair. "Alright, last chance. The security footage... who deleted it?"

She lifted her gaze, eyes dark and stormy, and stared him down. The kind of look that could freeze someone to the spot.

The security guard, faced with that glare, just crumpled. He dropped to his knees, hands shaking. "I swear, I didn't delete anything! The system just crashed, I promise!"

Stella picked up the pistol on the table-her fingers wrapping around it with casual ease.

Suddenly, the room was dead silent. As she leveled the gun at the guard, nobody so much as breathed.

The poor guy squeezed his eyes shut and covered his head. "It's broken, Ms. Quinn! Even if you shoot me, it's still broken!"

The hotel manager rushed in, beads of sweat on his brow. "Ms. Quinn, please, let's not do anything drastic. The footage-really, it's just a technical issue! We'll compensate you, whatever you need."

Under Stella's not-so-subtle threat, both the manager and the guard were stammering messes.

Yvonne scoffed, arms crossed. "Compensate? Please. I was assaulted in your hotel. How are you going to make that right?"

The manager nearly choked. "I-uh-well, how do we... compensate for that?"

secret business, but this? A guest attacked in

manager was sweating through his suit, practically

pushed Stella's hand down. "Enough.

sense, and they all looked scared out of their minds. If they

soul in the world who'd stare death in the face and not spill

the gun. The manager and

hand. "Get out. Both of

she cared about that. And as for her first time—what, were they going to buy that back for

trying to

just the two of them again, Stella glanced at Yvonne. "Guess the

No one had lied, which meant the footage really was

completely drained.

was, he'd better hope she never found him. If she did, she'd tear him apart, limb from

eyes lit up with a new idea. "I've got

skeptical.

can check the

know who did it. And with all

and out of this place, what

was staring at the red marks on Yvonne's neck, her expression thoughtful. "I think it might've been

eyes went wide.