Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 689

After Susanna came down with a fever, she became even more of a handful.

She insisted that Hull hire two more housekeepers for the villa, and by the time Silas arrived with his men, the staff had doubled.

Hull's tone was icy as he asked, "You ran the background checks?"

Silas nodded, reassuring. "Don't worry, they're both clean."

Barnaby's face was still swollen and red, evidence of Silas's rough handling earlier.

When he saw Hull, Barnaby shot him a teary, wounded look, clearly feeling sorry for himself.

Hull didn't even glance his way.

Instead, he told Silas, "Make sure someone keeps an eye on her."

Women. Always so delicate.

Hull had seen it before, the way Stella acted around Ronald-so soft and fragile. Honestly, that was probably why Hull had always avoided getting too close to women. Even someone like Yvonne-take her out on a job, she'd stub her toe and scream bloody murder. In two words: high maintenance.

Silas nodded. "Understood."

Barnaby piped up then, "So... are we still checking if she's a mole or not?"

was telling. Even if Barnaby was a little slow on the uptake, he could tell that Susanna now meant

look that could have wilted

and he hadn't learned his

in a sharp

Hull, noticing the shadow in his eyes as he stared

out at the Mojave outpost. I think Barnaby's just the guy for the job. Should I put in a word,

the best

know when to keep his mouth shut? If he kept running it,

as Barnaby heard "Mojave outpost," he panicked. "No,

Silas: "...!!"

needed

stare at Barnaby. Barnaby gulped, shrinking under the gaze. "just thought you might need me here, you know, since we don't even know for sure if Susie's a plant or

Silas: "...My head hurts."

the collar and dragging him out. "Get out, get out, get out. Were you drunk last night

did,

had

snapped, "Shut up,

Honestly... what a moron.

...

away, one of the

refusing to

down if you have to," Hull said