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

nearly shouted, "I swear, I

was ridiculous. He was being framed and couldn't even

"Keep lying. Go on. Doesn't matter. Either

already-Dan had faked his own death, and now this? She couldn't

Why aren't you going after

now, Dan's frustration boiling over. No matter what he said, she wouldn't believe him—not after the whole fake death stunt.

"Sure, keep

Xander quietly looked away.

him with a respectful nod.

"Where's Ronald?"

"He's in the study."

him," Xander mumbled, barely above a whisper,

Dan kept bickering over the phone, neither noticing Xander's exit. Stella, standing nearby, was too engrossed in Yvonne's fury to

you

last night? If Dan ever found

cut in on the phone. "Sir, you need

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

Yvonne was speechless.