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.

from outside, catching the tail end of Yvonne's tirade. His face was a mess of emotions-mostly

nearly shouted, "I swear, I

was ridiculous. He was being framed and

lying. Go on. Doesn't matter. Either way, I'm not letting

already-Dan had faked his own death, and now this? She couldn't believe she'd ever fallen for

having it. "Yvonne, are you out of your mind? Why aren't you going

were shouting now, Dan's frustration boiling over. No matter what he said, she

"Sure, keep making stuff

Xander quietly looked away.

with a respectful nod.

"Where's Ronald?"

"He's in the study."

find him," Xander mumbled, barely above a whisper, and started

neither noticing Xander's exit. Stella, standing nearby, was too engrossed in Yvonne's

phone. "Yvonne, are you

night? If Dan ever found out, he'd tear

the phone. "Sir, you need to calm down. Please, relax-this is

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

Yvonne was speechless.