Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath [Stella] (Chapters 41,42,43,44,45,46,47,48,49,50)

Chapter 41

When the car came to a halt, Stella realized that Ronald had brought her to a banquet. She recognized the place. It was hosted by the prestigious Patel family of Portis City.

Over the past few years, the Patel family’s patriarch, Beckett Patel’s birthday celebration had become an event the Larkin family never missed. If she remembered correctly, this year marked the grand old age of eighty for the patriarch.

The opulence of this year’s event seemed to eclipse those of previous years. Luxury cars filled the parking lot, and the lights shone as bright as day.

Idris opened the car door with reverence, “Mr. Quinn, Mr. Patel is awaiting your arrival.”

Ronald nodded, glancing at Stella aside, “Hungry?”

As Stella heard this, she took a glimpse at her phone, noting the time, “A bit, yeah.”

She was always punctual when it came to meals. It was definitely dinner time.

Ronald suggested, “If you’re hungry, there’s food at the banquet. I’ll only need about half an hour with Mr. Patel.”

Stella was momentarily speechless, thinking they were here to celebrate instead of discussing business.

Observing the guests making their way inside, men in suits and women in various gowns, Stella looked down at her casual blazer and white sneakers, “Should I be going in like this?”

Ronald asked, “Any problem?”

Stella hesitated, “No…problem?”

Idris reassured, “No problem at all.”

Stella was rendered speechless.

Ronald glanced at Finley, who was engrossed in a game on his phone in the passenger seat, “Keep her company, will you?”

Finley, in the heat of the game, looked back at Stella, “Really hungry?”

Stella said, “Yeah. The Patel family’s chef makes amazing food.”

Finley remained silent, wondering with all the gourmet experiences Stella had in Ferrowland, she still fancied the cuisine from the Patel family’s chef.

Ronald truly pampered this sister, the kind of protective care that had always surrounded Stella, even worrying over her meals since she was little. Now, as grown as she was, the concern remained.

Finley’s lips twitched, “Right, won’t let your sister go hungry.”

With Ronald gone, Finley turned to Stella, “Star, let’s get you something to eat.”

Feeling the tension, Finley didn’t dare to jest further.

“Grab something here. I’ve got a game to finish.”

Thinking the pastry section was abundant enough to satisfy any hunger, Finley found a seat nearby.

Stella was really starving. As she bit into a piece of cake, Susanna’s voice rang out, “Star?”

Stella looked up to find Susanna’s gaze upon her.

Susanna checked around her, “Who’s with you? Why are you dressing like that?”

She dressed in a shimmering black V-neck gown, which made Stella’s casual outfit seem even more out of place.

“Did Yorick bring you here?” Susanna speculated, assuming Stella’s presence was part of his strategy to counter the backlash from her calling off the wedding with him.

With the cake chewing in her mouth, Stella could barely clarify with a simple “no”, and a mocking voice interrupted, “Oh, look who’s here. After canceling the wedding with Yorick Quarry, she still shows up at events like this.”

Chapter 42

Stella and Susanna glanced over together. Approaching them was Sirena Patel, flanked by two unfamiliar faces.

Susanna’s mood soured instantly at the sight of Sirena.

Sirena was besties with Ursula and had a thing for Jaxon. Ever since Ursula left two years ago, she and Stella had been at odds, though Sirena always found herself on the losing end in their encounters.

Sirena strutted up to Stella, “How did you get in here? Got an invite?”

Susanna quickly stepped in front of Stella, “An invite? Since when do you call the shots in the Patel family?”

Sirena snorted with laughter, “I may not be in charge, but I know for a fact she didn’t get an invite.”

The invites had been Sirena’s project with her mother. They’d sent one to the entire Larkin family, including Ursula, deliberately leaving Stella’s name out.

“Crashing for free food, Stella? Who gave you the audacity? And what in the world are you wearing? Dumped by Yorick and now you can’t afford a decent dress? Look at how pathetic you are!” Sirena’s voice dripped with disdain.

The pastry section, filled with youngsters, watched the drama unfold with eager eyes.

Susanna was fuming, “What she wears is none of your business. Have you looked at yourself?”

Sirena’s dress was so tight it seemed to warp her figure, and Susanna wasn’t about to let that go unnoticed.

Sirena snapped back, “Why are you butting in, Susanna? This is my home, my grandfather’s birthday bash. If you want to side with Stella, you might as well leave with her.”

Stella put down her plate and faced Sirena, “Are you sure about that?”

“Oh, what’s with that tone? Trying to threaten me? We didn’t invite someone as vile as you.”

Sirena had learned from Jaxon that Stella asked Tegan to go abroad and not to treat Ursula. For some women like her, she only felt disgusted.

Stella smiled, nodding, “Indeed, I wasn’t invited. So, how did I get in?”

Today was the birthday bash held by the Patel family, and everyone entered with invites. Even without being invited, those people would be extinguished guests.

Sirena laughed mockingly, “Susanna must’ve sneaked you in, right? Doesn’t matter who did, I want you out. Now!”

All eyes shifted to him and Yorick, both exuding an aura of untouchable grace, drawing the attention of every debutante in the room.

Given the Larkin family’s stance on Stella, Sirena felt no need to hide her contempt in front of Jaxon.

Jaxon’s gaze landed on Stella. Seeing her in a simple business suit, his expression darkened instantly.

Yorick also noticed Stella but quickly looked away, not willing to take another glance, clearly still upset over a previous incident at Silk River Residences.

Jaxon approached Stella, his voice low, “How did you get in? And why are you dressed like that?”

Stella retorted, “Is there a problem with my outfit?”

Jaxon replied, “What do you think?”

At that moment, Jaxon couldn’t help but think Stella had been led astray by the family who had adopted her. Her defiance and lack of decorum were embarrassing, to say the least.

Chapter 43

Jaxon blamed, “Even if you wanted to confront Yorick, showing up uninvited to the Patels’ bash is not the way to go.”

Truth be told, the absence of an invitation for Stella was at Jaxon’s insistence.

Lately, she’d been causing a scene over Ursula’s ordeal, and he didn’t want her showing up at these high-profile events.

The mere mention of “to confront Yorick” drew a laugh from Stella, “Why on earth would I want to find him?”

“If you’re not here for Yorick, then what’s your purpose? And now you’re panicking because Yorick has made it clear at the hospital today that he won’t marry you?”

In Jaxon’s eyes, Stella had simply taken her antics too far this time.

Who was Yorick? A minor tantrum might have been overlooked, but the chaos she’d caused in the last few days was too much. Publicly calling off their wedding, sending Tegan abroad – it was all too dramatic for Yorick to tolerate.

“I’ll have you know, whatever was between you and Yorick is officially over. You’ve dug your own grave, so don’t hold out any hope. Even our good words won’t sway him now.”

Stella raised an eyebrow, “As if you’d ever speak well of me.”

Her words cut deep, revealing the absurdity of their assumptions. Despite the city buzzing with news of her canceling the wedding, they still believed she’d chase after Yorick.

Seeing her defiant stance, Jaxon’s temper flared. “Just leave, Stella. You’re embarrassing yourself dressed like that.”

Yorick stepped forward, his gaze stern as he looked her over, his disdain barely concealed especially after seeing her attire.

“Leave right now. Since our wedding’s off, you got what you wanted.”

Stella remained silent.

“Stella, if I ever consider marrying you again, I must be out of my mind!”

Sirena, overhearing the conversation, approached in her high heels.

Stella gazed at Sirena. “That’s exactly what I’ve been hoping for.”

Sirena’s mocking laughter followed Stella’s indifferent response, “Keep pretending you’re above it all. Without the Quarry family or the Larkin family, you’ll end up begging on the streets. Let’s see how proud you’ll be then.”

“Who’ll be begging? So what if without those families, do you think I’m damn invisible?”

But, even if you intend degeneration, choosing this kind of woman doesn’t seem a decent bargain.”

Suddenly, a sharp slap landed on Sirena’s face, even silencing Susanna’s unfinished sentence.

It was Stella.

Originally, she begrudged talking with the fool Sirena, but hearing how Sirena hurled insults towards Susanna, she refused to tolerate it any longer.

The slap sent the room in silence, everyone shocked that Stella dared to strike Sirena.

Sirena, hand on her cheek, looked at Stella in disbelief, “Are you insane? How dare you hit me?”

“I did it, so what?” Stella’s voice tinged with contempt. “With the nonsense you spew, you should’ve been slapped multiple times and it won’t be much.”

Jaxon, realizing Stella had actually slapped Sirena at such a gathering, was furious beyond words.

Chapter 44

Barging forward, he shoved Stella aside with force, “Have you lost your mind? Is this the place for your antics?”

Stella glanced at her freshly ruined manicure. She hadn’t controlled her strength, and now, her new nails were destroyed. Her mood, already sour, soured further.

“Not the time for my antics? It’s not like this is the first time.”

Jaxon was livid, “You…”

Seeing Stella’s defiant attitude only fueled his anger. His hand raised, ready to slap her across the face. In his mind, she deserved a lesson for her outrageous behavior over the past few days.

But just as he swung with all his might, aiming for her face, his wrist was abruptly seized.

At the same moment, Stella’s knee found its way to his groin.

Jaxon let out a pained groan, his face twisting in agony.

“Stella, you…”

Finley, who had grabbed Jaxon’s wrist, was about to throw a punch at the man who dared to hit a woman. But before he could act, Jaxon was already curled up on the ground in pain.

Finley’s lips twitched, “What’s the deal? Trying to scam us?”

He hadn’t even touched him yet. But Jaxon’s pained expression seemed all too real.

Susanna turned to Stella, who calmly lowered her knee.

Finley, catching a glimpse of Stella’s calm demeanor, felt speechless for a moment. He had thought he’d need to intervene, or she’d be hit, but clearly, Stella could handle herself just fine.

“Jaxon, Jaxon!”

Sirena rushed to Jaxon’s side, yelling as she saw how painful he seemed, “What the hell did you do to him?”

Jaxon felt as if his world had shattered. Stella, a lady, attacking a man where it hurts most? How humiliating!

Yorick, witnessing Jaxon’s defeat at Stella’s hands, angrily approached her, “What’s this all about? Let me tell you, even if you turn Portis City upside down, I’m not going to marry you.”

Yorick’s firm stance made Finley glance at Stella, while just because of his words, the onlookers viewed her with disdain.

Another added, “Even if she regrets it, Mr. Quarry clearly won’t marry her now.”

A third commented, “A woman should be kind and gentle sometimes. Look at her, acting like a shrew. No wonder the Larkin family and Mr. Quarry don’t like her. Who would?”

Just as Yorick was about to say more, his phone vibrated.

A message from Cloudia showed Ursula on a hospital bed; she was awake, curling up in agony, her hair soaked with sweat.

Seeing Ursula in such a state softened Yorick’s anger. He turned to Stella, grabbing her wrist, “Let’s not fight, okay?”

Stella frowned, “Let go.”

There was a flash of disgust in her eyes, barely noticeable but still caught by Yorick.

Chapter 45

Was her disgust for him because of Ursula?

Or was it because of that man squatting in her house?

In that moment, Yorick realized with a chilling clarity that Stella might truly not want to marry him. The thought of her reluctance suffocated him.

He gripped Stella’s wrist tighter, “Come with me.”

“I’ll say it again, let go!” Stella demanded.

Yorick turned to face her.

In that brief moment their eyes met, Yorick saw an endless coldness in the depths of her gaze.

Her eyes were so cold… devoid of any warmth.

“Do you want to end up in the hospital like Jaxon?” Stella challenged.

Yorick was speechless.

That was when Finley stepped in, grabbing Yorick’s wrist, “Mr. Quarry, you really need to let go of Stella.”

“And who are you?” Yorick growled.

Just last night, he had encountered a stranger at Silk River Residences, and now another?

The moment Yorick saw Finley’s face clearly, his pupils shrank in shock.

Finley Yoder!? What was he doing here?

This medical prodigy from Ferrowland, especially renowned for his flawless heart surgeries, had billionaires lining up for his services.

Yet, mysteriously, two years ago, Finley had abruptly ended his medical career, turning away all patients. Still, his surgical prowess was often spoken of in high regard.

“The specifics of who I am don’t matter. What does is if you keep manhandling her, I assure you, Mr. Quarry, you won’t leave this banquet alive tonight.”

Finley’s eyes narrowed dangerously. At the time, his usually gentle gaze radiated an unprecedented danger.

Even Stella tensed at Finley’s unusual display of menace.

Once freed, Stella was immediately pulled behind Finley.

“I’m fine.”

Finley shrugged off Yorick, turning to Stella with a tender gaze, “Had enough to eat?”

“Let’s get out of here then. This place is filthy,” Finley declared without a hint of courtesy and led Stella away.

What was their relationship?

Clearly, Stella was aligning herself with some very influential figures. If that was the case, he had to admit that she was clever, the backing she found was seemingly nothing but powerful.

Meanwhile, Jaxon was still on the floor, reeling from Stella’s kick.

…

Walking downstairs, Ronald and Jeremy Patel were greeted by a chaotic pastry section.

Tonight’s party, hosted by the Patel family, was supposed to showcase Jeremy’s meticulous planning.

During the time when he was discussing business with Ronald, the assistant went in with a report of his sister causing a scene with a member of the Larkin family, which made Ronald visibly upset.

Upon hearing the assistant’s words, he instantly stood up and was about to leave.

Their business wasn’t done. Could this incident reflect poorly on the Patel family’s reputation? The thought deepened Jeremy’s irritation.

With narrowed eyes, Ronald scanned the room for Finley and Stella but didn’t find them.

Jeremy’s head ached, “Mr. Quinn, it’s not something serious. My sister’s always been so petulant, acting like a child. Why don’t we go back to the study and sign the…”

Chapter 46

“Mr. Patel, if you can’t even manage your own family, I’m going to have to think twice about this partnership.”

Jeremy was speechless.

Shouldn’t business and personal life be kept separate?

What did his ability to manage his family have to do with their business deal?

Before Jeremy could wrap his head around it, Ronald strode downstairs, leaving Jeremy utterly baffled.

The ambulance arrived swiftly, taking Jaxon away, and Sirena insisted on following.

Jeremy grabbed her arm, “Where do you think you’re going?”

“That wench Stella hit Jaxon today, how can I not go see him?”

Now that she was the public-recognized girlfriend of Jaxon’s, it was only natural for her to accompany him.

Jeremy was exasperated with his sister, especially with her association with the Larkins, whom he looked down upon. Ursula always seemed so pretentious, and he couldn’t fathom what his sister saw in them.

Seeing Jaxon in this state, it was clear to Jeremy that Stella must have reached her breaking point and lashed out at him again. The sight of Sirena wanting to follow only fueled his anger.

“Go where? Get back to your freaking room, you’ve embarrassed yourself enough.”

Sirena retorted, “What embarrassment? Let me go!”

“Nash.”

“Yes.”

“Take her back to her room.”

Seeing Jeremy getting serious, Sirena became even more frantic, “What are you doing?”

Jeremy glared at her fiercely, “I’ll deal with you later!”

With that, he hurried off.

Ronald’s rare visit to Portis City, coupled with his agreement to meet, was now being overshadowed by Sirena’s drama.

Unwilling to go upstairs, Sirena was adamant about seeing Jaxon.

“Let me go, I need to go to the hospital.”

The scene was chaotic until Nash, worried about Jeremy’s wrath, quickly had someone take Sirena upstairs.

…

Ronald’s expression was dark and foreboding, while Stella sat quietly beside him, not daring to make a sound.

“Not at all.”

Finley, sitting in front, quickly added, “I can vouch for her. She wasn’t bullied.”

Ronald’s mood didn’t improve.

Stella’s call was from Susanna, while Ronald’s was from Jeremy.

“Star, are you alright?” Susanna asked softly. She was curious about Stella leaving with Finley, a renowned international cardiac surgeon, far more famous than Tegan. How did she come to know such an influential figure?

Stella replied, “I’m fine. Let’s go for hot wings tomorrow. Bye.”

She quickly hung up.

Ronald, on the other hand, didn’t answer his call. Hearing Stella not only answer her phone but also make dinner plans, his mood grew even darker.

When Jeremy called again, Ronald didn’t hesitate to hang up and block the number.

“I really wasn’t bullied. Can you stop looking so grim?” Stella pouted.

Ronald asked, “Really?”

“Really,” Stella asserted.

Ronald snorted coldly, “Is this how you’ve been living these past years?”

Stella fell silent. His question hit the nail on the head. Indeed, she had been living like this for years.

They say you have to lose to win others’ affection.

Perhaps because she was never good at losing, that’s why so many people disliked her.

Chapter 47

As Ronald frowned, ready to say something more, Stella’s stomach let out an unmistakable growl.

The next moment, Ronald’s expression darkened even further.

“Haven’t eaten enough?”

Stella mumbled in grievance, “I barely had a bite.”

After that, the atmosphere in the car instantly turned heavy, and Ronald shot a cold glance at Finley, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Feeling the chill from that look, Finley shivered.

“Wait, I asked you, and you told me you were full, no?”

Yes, he had taken Stella out for a meal. But she was an adult, for crying out loud. Surely, he wasn’t expected to spoon-feed her?

Finley was at his wit’s end.

Stella said, “It’s not Finley’s fault. We’d barely started when someone caused a scene.”

“See? Even she says it’s not on me,” Finley defended.

Finley was losing it.

This lunatic Ronald always treated the girl he had practically raised as if she was a delicate flower that could never grow up. Any slight discomfort for Stella, and those around her would surely pay the price.

The phone buzzed again, and an unknown number flashed on the screen.

Ronald answered, “Hello?”

“Mr. Quinn, it’s me. What in the world happened? Why did you leave so abruptly? I mean…”

Jeremy’s voice, full of restrained panic, came through and before he could finish, Ronald abruptly ended the call.

“Idris.”

“Yes, Mr. Quinn?”

“Call Jeremy back later. Tell him…”

Feeling his gaze, Stella said nervously, “I wasn’t wronged.”

But it was futile.

Stella was speechless, thinking, “Home matters? Is he suggesting Jeremy give Sirena a good beating?”

Idris replied, “Understood.”

After all, she hadn’t been wronged. Prioritizing Ronald’s interests had always been her way, no matter when.

Back in Ferrowland, some heiresses dared to mock Stella for being nothing but an adopted daughter of the Quinn family. What became of them later, no outsider knew, but Idris was well aware.

The extent of Ronald’s protection over Stella was clear from the moment he took her in as a baby. His precious, how could he let anyone bully her?

…

Upon reaching Mist Bay, dinner was ready, and Stella was famished.

Ronald, ever so calmly, served her food, “Eat slowly, no one’s taking it away from you.”

Watching Stella devour her meal, Finley couldn’t help but remark, “You see, kids should be left to roam free. Look at her, eating so well-behaved now.”

That earned him a cold glare from Ronald.

Finley pouted, “Just stating facts.”

Back in Ferrowland, Stella used to be so picky at meals, always fussing over this and that.

Chapter 48

Watching Ronald hand her some greens, she ate them up without fuss. Now that was more like it.

“Can’t even shut you up with food, can it?” Ronald’s voice cut through the air, icy.

Finley shot back, “It sure can!” To prove his point, he stuffed a piece of steak into his mouth. Stella couldn’t help but laugh at his antics.

…

Over at the hospital.

Cloudia somehow caught wind that Finley had been spotted at the Patel family’s banquet.

As for what happened at the event, she was clueless.

She urgently called Yorick, who, closely watched by his folks, rushed over upon receiving her call.

“Rick, I wouldn’t bother you if it weren’t urgent. I’m worried that the doctor might leave, so I had to get you. You know how critical Ursula’s condition is. She needs top-notch medical care.”

That was the truth.

Ursula was battling dozens of health issues, each requiring precise treatment plans. Any misstep, any medication beyond her tolerance, would put her through unimaginable pain.

Yorick nodded, “I understand. Which doctor?”

“Finley Yoder, the renowned cardiologist from Ferrowland. You’ve heard of him, right? He’s been out of the medical field for a couple of years now, let alone out of Ferrowland to treat patients.”

Mentioning Finley made Cloudia anxious. Ever since learning about Ursula’s illness, she had been scouting for renowned doctors.

Finley, with his flawless track record in heart surgery, was top of her list.

Hearing it was Finley made Yorick’s expression darken.

No doubt, Finley was a medical genius.

But…

“He’s left the medical field. Getting him on board won’t be that easy.”

More so, his connection with Stella made it as challenging as getting Tegan involved.

Cloudia pressed, “But we must try. Think of something, will you? For Ursula’s situation, she really needs a doctor like him, you know that.”

Everything she was doing was to see Ursula through this crisis.

“I heard he attended Beckett’s birthday bash. Can’t be wrong about that.”

“What?”

“With who?”

Yorick clarified, “Stella!”

“How do they have any link?”

As Cloudia heard he was with Stella, her mood instantly soured. Her mind raced through their recent struggles to win over Tegan and Stella’s attitude.

If Finley was linked with Stella, it was clear they’d have a hard time getting him on board.

Damn it, why was Stella everywhere!

“But those two doctors are critical for Ursula, you know that,” Cloudia spoke with a heavy heart.

She truly hoped for Finley and Tegan’s collaboration. With these two on board, Ursula’s condition would significantly improve.

But Stella had to be involved.

“We must try, no matter the cost,” Cloudia pleaded, gripping Yorick’s hand.

Chapter 49

Having just wrapped up a chat with Yorick about Finley, Cloudia got a call.

Jaxon was rushed to the hospital, and she barely had time to ask what was wrong before she was racing to his side, leaving Ursula to Yorick.

Cloudia spotted Jaxon’s ghostly white face, “What on earth happened to you? How did you end up like this?”

Gritting his teeth, Jaxon growled, “We can’t reinstate Stella’s card. Not this time!”

Having the energy to make a scene, clearly, she hadn’t been starved to a certain degree yet.

Well, if Stella thought she was tough…

Then she’d have to be ready to sell her soul before she saw another penny from the Larkin fortune.

Cloudia nodded, “I know, I won’t do it. Wait, did she cause this mess?”

Jaxon was livid. He spilled everything about the debacle at Beckett’s birthday bash to Cloudia.

And as Cloudia listened, her expression darkened to a thundercloud. She gazed at Jaxon in utter disbelief, her eyes finally resting on his injured groin.

“She nearly ruined you?”

Cloudia found it difficult to breathe. This was way out of line. She knew Stella’s notorious temper, but this time, it wasn’t just that; she was downright rebellious.

Jaxon added, “I checked. Most of the tenants at Silk-River Residences are due for rent these days. Don’t give her a penny.”

Not just a halt on her cards, but not a single cash handout, either. He’d love to see how she managed.

Cloudia fumed, “We’ll reconsider it when she comes to beg.”

Rent’s due, huh?

Fine. Rent in those apartments wasn’t cheap. Cloudia was curious to see how long Stella could keep up her act.

She refused to believe Stella could outstubborn them this time. After years of living off the Larkin wealth and still acting out, it was clear she’d been spoiled rotten.

And when she did, Stella would have to agree to their terms, like bringing Tegan back and getting Finley to treat Ursula’s illness.

Back in the hospital room.

“Haven’t eaten anything?”

It was the truth.

“Rick, can you get me out of here? I’ve asked Mom, but she won’t allow it.”

Yorick remains silent.

“I really feel hopeless here, Rick. I want to leave.”

Every time when the doctors came to do the check-up, they shook their heads after reviewing her tests. Ursula felt like she wouldn’t make it out alive. She was expressly terrified.

“Should I find another hospital?” Yorick offered, his voice laden with sympathy.

Ursula shook her head, “No, I don’t want any hospital. I just want to leave. I’m really scared, Rick. Do you know? Every day in here, I feel like death is just around the corner, waiting to take me at any time.”

The feeling of life slipping away transiently suffocated her; she was really frightened.

Yorick reassured, “Don’t talk nonsense.”

“I’m serious, Rick. You don’t understand. Every time the pain hits, I wonder if I’ll ever see the sky outside the hospital again.”

Only those facing a terminal illness could truly understand the feeling – the dread of possibly dying in a hospital bed. It was truly scary.

Chapter 50

Yorick wrapped his hand around hers in a comforting gesture. “Don’t worry, I’ll get you out of this hospital.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, Orion’s working on it. Once everything’s sorted, I’ll have you discharged. You’ll see the sunrise and sunset every day then.”

A flicker of hope sparked in Ursula’s eyes at his words. She gripped Yorick’s wrist tightly, “Is that true?”

“Yes.”

At that moment, Yorick’s mind wandered back to Wave Residence over at Mist Bay. That place, he was determined to acquire it.

…

After leaving the hospital, Yorick tasked Orion once more to look into acquiring Mist Bay, regardless of the price.

Orion, hearing it was the same task, couldn’t help but feel frustrated.

“The owners made it clear. It’s not for sale or lease.”

Yorick stated, “Even if it costs double or triple the market price, that won’t be a problem.”

Orion was taken aback by his words. That place was worth tens of millions, and the double or triple price would be…

“What are you waiting for?”

Interrupted by Yorick’s words, Orion came to reality, nodding, “Got it. I’ll go tomorrow.”

It was late now; the owner wouldn’t be there if he paid another visit.

…

Meanwhile, Stella took a shower after dinner, now sketching designs on the chaise lounge in her room.

There was a knock on the door.

Without looking up, she uttered, “Come in.”

Ronald entered with a glass of warm milk. Seeing Stella drawing something, he walked up to her and placed the milk on a small table beside her.

Ronald leaned over and took a glance.

“What’s this?”

Stella replied, “Designs for the studio. I’m just finalizing some main parts.”

Ronald plucked the pencil from her hand, “It’s too late. Drink your milk and head to bed.”

The man’s hot skin was like a source of electricity sending a shiver down her body, making her coil instinctively.

“Ronald!”

“No, that’s…not necessary.”

What was he talking about?

Gazing at her flicking gaze as well as her flushed face, Ronald felt his heart lurch uncontrollably.

Hearing they’d go back to Ferrowland, Stella nodded, “Okay.”

Ronald loosened the grip, turned, and left.

While Stella was still there, her heart was pounding.

She took a glance at the milk Ronald brought to her; it was still warm.

Until then, she recalled since being in Portis City these years, she hadn’t had milk at night. Even those habits back at Ferrowland had been forgotten amidst the hustle of life. Her heart tingled with emotions at it.

Her phone buzzed.

Stella took a glance at the number; thinking it was another unknown call, she didn’t pick it up. To her, those calls were likely from Yorick or someone from the Larkin family.

However, she just rejected it and the caller persistently called back.

In the end, she picked it up, “Hello.”

“Stella, you wench.”

Sirena’s growl came from the other end, showing obviously Jeremy had taught her some lesson. Stella, not one to be bullied, snapped back with equal venom, “What’s your problem? Idiot!”

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