Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 683

Shawn's eyes widened the moment he realized Xander was about to call Yvonne. He lunged forward, snatching the phone right out of Xander's hand.

"Dude, what the hell? Do you want all of us to end up in the ER or something?" Shawn was honestly freaking out.

He hadn't seen any videos of Yvonne getting her revenge for last night, but that alone made him nervous. Now, after seeing how ice-cold she was, there was no way he'd ever come clean.

"Bro, someone's gonna get killed over this," he muttered.

Xander shot him a frosty glare, his lips pressed into a thin line. He didn't say a word.

Shawn looked like he was about to cry. "It's already a total mess. If we try to explain now, it'll just make everything worse."

Suddenly, it hit them-why the hell did they drag Xander into this? They could've just run off on their own. Getting him involved only made them look even more pathetic. But they were so scared at the time, nobody was really thinking straight.

Lott rubbed his hands together nervously. "Uh, Boss, look, Dan's already taken the fall for this. Might as well let him keep carrying the blame, right?"

Shawn nodded quickly. "Exactly! Let him take the heat."

"And did you hear what Yvonne said at the end of that video? 'See him again, beat him again.' I bet Dan won't dare go near her anymore."

He barely survived one round-if he tries again, he's got to have a death wish.

As long as Dan stays away from Yvonne from now on, maybe they'll all get off the hook.

optimistic

up for basically no reason, would just let it

honestly, judging by how Dan had been acting lately, it sure didn't look

maybe this wasn't as settled

the wedding venue, going over the details. The event planner

arranged everything for Stella, and Stella genuinely loved

the meeting wrapped up, Stella sat in the lounge sipping her water. Suddenly, her phone buzzed-a video

clicked play and, the next thing you

the coffee table, handing them to her with

her phone at him, still

"What is it?"

got beaten to

really wasn't holding back,

vonne storm off

the

place earlier-the

off, you could practically

chances since then,

one to let old feelings cloud her judgment, even if she

When Stella mentioned Yvonne,

narrowed slightly.