Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 685

Dan sat up in his hospital bed, his anger burning hotter with every passing second. The worst part? He was innocent.

That's right-innocent!

He hated to admit it, but it was clear as day now: he was being set up.

But Xander..... that bastard, why did he run?

Thinking back to last night, when Yvonne had been with Xander, Dan's blood pressure spiked. He wanted nothing more than to hunt Xander down and wring his neck.

Yvonne's voice crackled through the phone, cold and sharp. "Wow, Dan. How did I not realize before that you're such a scumbag? Can't own up to what you did, huh? Or are you just a coward?"

Dan stammered, "I-"

She cut him off. "You sleep with me and then pretend it never happened? Then try

to pin it on Xander? Two birds, one stone, huh? You're really something."

She must have figured Dan wanted her and Xander to fight. Maybe he did.

Yvonne's tirade. His face was a mess of emotions-mostly the kind you don't want to

nearly shouted, "I swear, I didn't sleep

being framed

matter. Either way,

own death, and now this? She couldn't believe she'd ever fallen for a

you going after the guy who actually did this, huh? Why are you

frustration boiling over. No matter what he said,

"Sure, keep

Xander quietly looked away.

him with

"Where's Ronald?"

"He's in the study."

Xander mumbled, barely above a whisper, and started

exit. Stella, standing nearby, was too

practically growling into the phone. "Yvonne, are you deaf

her last night?

voice cut in on the phone. "Sir, you need to

are you alright? Sir? Sir—somebody help, he's

Yvonne was speechless.