Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Chapter 693

Ten minutes. That was all it took.

In just ten minutes, Aira went from perfectly put-together to looking like she'd gone twelve rounds with a prizefighter. Her hair was a wild mess, her face smeared with blood from her nose and mouth.

Now, she was on her knees, trembling.

As much as she wanted to tear Yvonne apart, she was alone in the room, with a dozen of Yvonne's bodyguards right outside. Speaking up was out of the question. Yvonne lounged on the sofa like she owned the place, cool as a queen in her castle.

She grabbed Aira's phone and dialed Dan's number. When the call connected, it wasn't Dan's voice on the other end. It was his right-hand man, Scar.

Scar sounded respectful, almost nervous: "Ms. Aira?"

Yvonne's voice was ice-cold as she replied, "It's me. Yvonne."

There was a beat of utter silence. Then Scar stammered, "Ms. Quinn? Why are you calling from Aira's phone?"

It wasn't that Dan's crew was made up of cowards. But everyone knew Yvonne had just put Dan in the ICU. She'd left a lasting impression-one of those women you absolutely never want to mess with.

Yvonne didn't waste any time. "Where's Dan?"

Scar's tone changed. "You knocked him out, remember?"

He didn't bother hiding the edge in his voice. Clearly, Scar wasn't thrilled with Yvonne's little rampage. What kind of person was she, anyway? How had Dan ever fallen for a woman like this?

a sharp laugh. "What, you sound like you

"Our boss has

knew it -how could Dan not have known? And yet, he'd

I guess I

"What do you mean by

was wicked as she looked at Aira. "Oh, you know. Never let a good

practically shrieked, "Ms.

face went from pale

can't do this!"

gritted her teeth. "Can't I?

Aira had said on the phone earlier-about how many guys had shown up last

end her right now?" Yvonne hissed. "Make it quick and

Everything about Dan and his crew made her want to scream. Did they

was silent, the tension crackling over the

he stammered, "Ms. Quinn, please, calm down. Our boss never did anything to

Aira's call. He

he's innocent. He deserved a beating for what he did back then. Maybe I got the reason wrong this time, but

Scar tried again, “But—”

him off, voice rising in fury. "It was Aira! She brought those guys in. She's his fiancée! You think he doesn't

the

BANG. The gun went