Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath [Stella] (Chapters 91 to 100)

Chapter 91

Ten minutes later.

Yorick followed Stella to her studio, and with just a glance, he could tell it had been around for a while. There seemed to be dozens of people working there. For a studio, it was quite a sizeable operation.

He hadn’t expected Stella to be wielding such clout – a yearly income of seven hundred thousand wasn’t a joke, especially for someone in her early twenties.

Tabitha poured Yorick a cup of coffee, sensing the tension between them, she quickly made herself scarce.

Now, it was just Stella and Yorick, with Stella folding her arms as she faced him.

Yorick demanded, “Shut this studio down.”

“What?”

Yorick continued, “And break up with that guy.”

“What are you trying to say?” Stella asked.

Stella was utterly perplexed at his words as she looked at Yorick.

“Just what it sounds like. Neither the Quarry family nor the Larkin family needs you making waves outside.”

“Shut it down and live off you guys? Two grand a month? Wow, how generous.”

Sure, two grand might stretch further in a smaller town, but this was Portis City – a place where the cost of living could give anyone a heart attack. Not exactly what you’d call living comfortably.

Yorick, frustrated, lit a cigarette, “Don’t compare yourself to Ursula. What’s between us has nothing to do with her.”

“Our issues, whether they involve her or not, aren’t the point. But they’re not that significant anyway.”

Not significant? What was she implying? That her breaking off their engagement had nothing to do with Ursula?

That thought alone was enough to make Yorick’s blood boil. Lips pressed tightly, he looked at Stella with a piercing gaze, almost as if he could chew her alive, “I’ll marry you. You’ll be Mrs. Quarry.”

Stella was speechless.

“You marry me?”

In that moment, Yorick was ready to cast aside everything. A voice in his head screamed that he must marry Stella. He must do that; nothing could stand in their way.

Getting married? Was this guy sick?

Finley and Tegan, those names held significant weight for Ursula, yet for Stella, they were just a conversation topic.

“Finley and Tegan, what’s it going to take to get them on the medical team?”

Stella smiled. There it was, the real reason he was here.

She took a sip of water, “All this time, you’ve been threatening me. Now what is this?”

Yorick’s eyes narrowed even further at her words. He took a deep drag from his cigarette, knowing full well Stella was settling the previous scores.

Stella continued, “You cut off the financial support and job opportunities for me, let me guess, if you don’t get what you want today, the next step, you’re going to threaten me with this studio. Is that right?”

Whether it was about Finley and Tegan, Yorick and the Larkin family had always been the ones asking, not the other way around. Yet here they were, employing both carrots and sticks.

Yorick swept an icy glance at her, “What do you want?”

“What do I want? Since you’re aware of this studio, you must know how much I earn yearly, right?”

Chapter 92

The lot of them, using money as both a weapon and a threat, had become all too common. Stella could hardly keep a straight face when she remembered how they’d arrogantly blocked her credit cards.

Yorick’s expression darkened by the second.

Stella faced him squarely, “I make my own fortune every year. What can’t I buy for myself? Besides, I’m hardly the type to chase after things out of my reach just because they’re expensive.

The money I earn is more than enough to handle any trouble that comes my way. So, Mr. Quarry, what exactly do you think I need from you?”

Her words left the typically money-driven crowd speechless, just like Yorick now, unable to find any retort against Stella.

His eyes narrowed slightly, “Get them to join her medical team immediately. I’ll never see her again.”

“Is that what you think I want?”

Yorick questioned, “What else do you want then?”

An eyebrow lifted, and Stella put down her glass of water.

Listen to this, ‘what else do you want?’ As if Yorick had made some grand sacrifice in this situation. If she asked for more, it would seem like she was asking for the moon.

Stella countered, “I would want anything except you. With your awful temper, how you treat me, and someone else in your heart, why would I? I make enough money to have my pick of men. Why would I settle for you?”

Yorick exclaimed, “You…”

His mind exploded in anger, his temples throbbing, veins popping out all over.

…

Eventually, Yorick managed to leave Stella’s studio, though he couldn’t quite recall how.

Once outside, he called Orion, “I don’t care how you do it, make her studio bankrupt today.”

Her arrogance was unbearable.

Just thinking about Stella’s defiance, Yorick summed it up in two words: sheer arrogance. She was only so bold because of her studio.

Orion sensed from the urgency and anger in his boss’s voice that there was no room to maneuver.

“Difficult to handle?” catching Orion’s hesitation through the phone, Yorick spoke in a tone colder than earlier.

Orion went on, “I’ve been trying to arrange that all morning, but all the notices we’ve sent out have been met with refusals. They’re saying they can’t terminate their partnerships with her.”

That reply alone made Yorick’s blood run cold.

The companies collaborating with Stella were actually afraid to terminate the cooperative relationship with her? So, the man backing Silk River Residences was even more influential than they had anticipated?

“And there’s this StarRiver Corp., particularly arrogant. They outright insulted the Quarry Group, asking who the hell we think we are!”

Yorick couldn’t utter a word; he found himself struggling to breathe. In Portis City, there were actually companies that dared to openly defy the Quarry family?

Orion continued, “I think this must be the work of the man behind Ms. Quinn.”

No further explanation was needed. First her studio, and now they couldn’t even touch her business. It was clear they couldn’t intimidate Stella anymore.

Yorick closed his eyes, trying to contain his rage.

Orion had said his piece, waiting for Yorick’s command on how to proceed.

It was evident they had to face the reality: Stella was untouchable to them now.

Chapter 93

After hanging up with Orion, Yorick sat in his car, his mind a jumbled mess.

The studio had been up and running for a year, right under his nose, and it had grown beyond his control.

His fiancée, in a single moment, had destroyed everything with just a few words.

Who on earth was the man behind her?

…

At noon, Susanna finally managed to grab lunch with Stella.

“What happened to your lips? Why are they so swollen?”

Stella muttered, “Bug bite.”

Today, everyone seemed to ask about her swollen lips, which was really annoying.

Hearing “bug bite”, Susanna couldn’t help but wonder, “What kind of bug did that? Impressive.”

Stella remained silent; how could she explain?

Seeing a “wooden post” not far away, Susanna felt a mix of emotions, “Your brother really goes overboard, doesn’t he? Just to ensure you have a meal out without eating something like hot wings, he even has someone watch over you the entire time.”

Stella replied, “Don’t you think that’s just him being overly controlling?”

“I’d love a brother like that; overly controlling or not, it sounds wonderful to me.”

Stella rolled her eyes, “Someone actually likes being monitored.”

Many would rebel for a fraction of that freedom. Stella knew a few close friends back in Ferrowland who did just that, rebelling against their parents’ tight grip.

“You wouldn’t understand. I’ve always been on my own, always missed having someone nag me,” Susanna reflected.

Stella’s hands, gripping the cutlery, paused; she looked at Susanna with empathy. Different from her, Susanna’s life began with roughness.

Susanna’s life was tougher. Her father vanished right after she was born, the epitome of irresponsibility. Raised in a single-parent household, her mother, busy with work, left her in the care of an aunt, providing monthly living expenses.

“Having someone always around might be more annoying than you think,” Stella tried to console her.

She still envied the idea of having a caring brother, even a dozen of them wouldn’t be too much.

Stella chuckled, steering the conversation away from the Larkin family. That bunch of people, she just couldn’t find the exact words to describe their absurdity.

“She’s perfectly fine.”

Susanna wasn’t sure how to feel about her mother. Though devoid of emotional closeness, her mother always sent her quite a sum of pocket money monthly. She had never skimped on allowances but had never spent adequate time with Susanna either.

“She’s always chasing money. Already had enough and yet still striving for it, as if trying to outdo someone and crush them underfoot.”

Stella queried, “Did she succeed?”

Susanna nodded, “Seems like it. She acts as if there’s someone she’s desperate to surpass.”

That drive of her mother’s was something Susanna couldn’t fully grasp, sensing a hint of resentment in her mother’s tone whenever money was discussed.

“Has your mom ever looked for your dad?”

“I wouldn’t know. She keeps me out of that part of her life,” Susanna shook her head.

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Talking about her dad, she just couldn’t muster any feelings. It was probably just a matter of getting used to it, so it didn’t really matter to her if he was around or not.

“Alright, let’s drop the gloomy topics, shall we? Let’s talk about Yorick and the Larkin family instead.”

Stella said, “That’s just another can of worms.”

And indeed, it was. Whenever she and Susanna delved into family matters, it inevitably led to some unpleasant characters.

Susanna popped a piece of bland, tasteless mushroom into her mouth. For someone who’d always had a penchant for spicy foods, this was disappointingly flavorless.

“I gotta warn you, though, Jaxon is a real piece of work. And Yorick, he’s totally lost it over Ursula. They’re definitely going to try and sabotage your studio.”

Susanna wasn’t too worried about the overt attempts; after all, Stella had a brother watching her back. But the underhanded schemes? Those were a different story.

And then there was Ursula, the angelic bitch with a knack for manipulation as well as other foul moves.

Stella knew exactly what Susanna meant, “Don’t worry, I’m prepared for whatever they throw my way.”

Hearing Stella’s confident response, Susanna felt relieved. Their adversaries were desperate, likely to resort to any dirty trick in the book. But Stella was different; she was ready and waiting. If they tried anything, they were just digging their own graves.

“That’s the spirit.”

Susanna nodded in agreement, “And remember, if you need anything from me, just say the word. I’m not afraid of them.”

Despite the Quarry family being the most prominent family in Portis City, Susanna had grown up fearless, a trait nurtured by her mother, Lacey.

Lacey rarely had time to be with her, but whenever someone complained to her about Susanna’s actions, she’d simply retort, “What’s done is done. What can I do about it?”

In essence, she didn’t meddle in her daughter’s affairs, but when someone attempted to trouble her, she’d act tough, the epitome of a protective mother bear.

Stella chuckled, “Got it.”

Susanna raised an eyebrow at Stella, saying with a smile, “He really is quite the protective brother, isn’t he? Does he monitor how much you eat too?”

Susanna’s lips twitched at Stella’s silence, “He really does, huh?”

Susanna’s eyes sparkled with envy, “I’d take a hundred brothers like that and still want more.”

A hundred? She wondered if Susanna had ever considered what it’d be like to face a classroom of first graders, all demanding attention at once. It’d be a flood of questions and demands, enough to get overwhelmed.

As Stella got into the car, she was immediately enveloped by the familiar, luxurious scent. She glanced cautiously at Ronald, “Did you come just to pick me up?”

“Have you eaten?” Ronald responded.

“Yeah, I did.”

“Then let’s head back?” he said, and in the next moment, he had her sitting on his lap.

Stella tensed up instantly. Now that she was older, being carried around by Ronald just felt awkward, especially after last night’s incident. She felt even stiffer now.

His rough fingers gently grazed her lips, “Why are they so swollen? Was that bug really that bad?”

At his words, Stella’s mind buzzed uncomfortably. For some reason, she felt there was more to his question than met the eye.

Chapter 95

Yet, she couldn’t decipher anything from the depths of his gaze, nor did she dare make any wild guesses.

Her breaths became heavier, more rapid. Uncomfortably, she nodded, “Yes, pretty much.”

She was practically gasping for air at that point. How could it not be bad?

Her cheeks flamed up uncontrollably.

His voice, husky and close to her ear, asked, “Did you apply any ointment?”

“No.”

It wasn’t even a scrape. What was she supposed to do, go to the pharmacy and say what exactly? That she got a swelling from a kiss?

She didn’t even know what kind of ointment to look for.

“Um, can I just sit up myself, please?” Stella muttered.

If his feelings for her were truly just brotherly, he needed to start setting some boundaries. Otherwise, what would happen when he found the woman of his dreams? That wouldn’t be good, would it?

Just the thought of Ronald with another woman made Stella’s heart suddenly feel stifled.

Ronald uttered, “Hmm?”

He pretended not to notice her turmoil, watching her struggle with a flicker of amusement in his eyes.

Stella said, “It’s just not right, you know? If the person you like finds out about us being this close, it’s not good.”

“How is it not good?”

Stella was speechless.

Was he genuinely clueless or just feigning ignorance?

“Ever heard of ‘avoiding impropriety as the daughter grows up’?”

Ronald remarked, “Am I your father?”

No, but…

“Regardless of gender, once they’re grown up, you’re supposed to maintain a certain distance with the opposite sex unless they’re your significant other. That’s what you taught me.”

The mention of his past advice seemed to deepen the amusement in Ronald’s eyes.

“Yes, always have,” Stella affirmed, nodding vigorously.

“The Larkins reached out to Finley’s assistant, asking if Finley could treat Ursula. What do you think?”

They had gone behind her back to contact Finley. If he ended up treating Ursula, they’d just spin it somehow, saying she lacked compassion but still couldn’t stop a doctor’s caring heart.

“I never asked you to play the saint.”

Stella remained silent, approving of what he said. She had learned everything from Ronald and Yvonne except for how to be overly accommodating and benevolent.

Especially after that kidnapping incident when she was thirteen. The lesson they drilled into her was clear, “If your life is threatened, don’t hesitate to strike back first.”

“So, no good deeds for me,” Stella mumbled.

Seeing her display a hint of vengeance, Ronald’s eyes softened with even more affection.

And so, Stella remained in Ronald’s lap all the way back to Wave Residence.

When it was time to get out of the car, he insisted on carrying her inside, just like when she was a child. Each time he returned home, he would already carry her in his arms.

Stella exclaimed, “Hey, I can walk on my own.”

As she spoke, she tried to squirm out of Ronald’s hold. Feeling her supple body, Ronald pinched her underarms, “Stop wriggling. Be good.”

Chapter 96

Following Ronald out of the car, Idris couldn’t help but feel a sense of relief hearing Ronald’s voice soften considerably.

He had been worrying that Ronald was on the brink of losing it if he couldn’t find Stella back then. Thankfully, they had found her.

Ronald didn’t let go of her until they were inside.

“You won’t go to the studio this afternoon, right?”

“I wanted to go,” Stella pouted, clearly unhappy.

He was back now, how could he possibly allow her to head to the studio for work? Not dropping her off at the studio earlier and now asking her as if it was a casual suggestion, hmph!

Seeing her displeased expression, Ronald touched her forehead lightly, “Go take a nap, I’ll be in the study with Idris.”

“Alright.”

Stella then turned around and cheerfully scampered upstairs.

Ronald watched her lively figure disappear, his eyes filled even more with fondness.

He and Idris then proceeded to the study.

Idris glanced at Ronald, “Ms. Quinn has grown so much stronger over the years.”

His most vivid memory of Stella was her tearful sobbing when she had been kidnapped.

“Indeed, she has become a lot stronger,” Ronald acknowledged.

“And her heart, it seems, has toughened up as well,” Idris added, without any ill intent. Having been by Ronald’s side for years, he understood all too well that being too soft-hearted was considered a major weakness in both the Quinn family and the Lugar family.

Ronald lit a cigarette, taking a deep puff.

“Her character doesn’t matter as long as she can keep herself safe.”

As for Ursula’s matter, many might accuse Stella of being heartless or cruel, but Ronald saw her actions as justified. After all, had she intervened to save Ursula, Ursula would have had no chance of survival in Ronald’s eyes.

It was a relief, sparing Ronald the burden of taking another life.

Idris was somewhat taken aback by Ronald’s words. But thinking it over, it wasn’t that surprising. He nodded in agreement, “Yes.”

Unfortunately, despite their efforts, they couldn’t change her inherently pure and naive nature, coupled with Ronald’s overprotectiveness.

Moreover, her time in Portis City with the Larkin family and Yorick had completely eroded her original kindness.

“What’s the status of those matters?”

“Oh?”

A chill flashed in Idris’s eyes as he spoke.

Idris nodded, “Yes.”

Ronald’s demeanor turned cold and menacing, “Then keep a closer eye on Fletcher Wright.”

“Understood.”

After a pause, Idris looked at Ronald, unable to hold back his curiosity, “And about the Larkin family and Yorick, are you sure we shouldn’t step in to help Ms. Quinn?”

“The Larkin family currently needs Finley and Tegan, which still requires her approval. Let her have her fun for now.”

Idris remained silent.

Fun? Hearing Ronald say “Let her have her fun”, Idris could clearly sense his indulgence towards Stella.

But then again, before their arrival in Portis City, none of those people could touch her. Now that they were here, under Ronald’s watchful eye, how could he let anything happen to her?

With this thought, Idris decided it was best to say no more.

Chapter 97

Stella had been planning to catch some shut-eye after lunch, but her phone had other ideas. There had been one call after another from the studio.

Switching her phone to silent during the day felt like a taboo she couldn’t commit to.

But after hanging up on Tabitha’s call, an unknown number flashed on her screen – it was Cloudia, borrowing a phone to reach out.

Over the phone, Cloudia’s voice came in sobs and gasps, “Stella, for heaven’s sake, I’m begging you, could you please get Tegan and Finley to the hospital?”

Stella was silent.

“It’s all my fault, all of it. Don’t hold it against your sister. I just wanted to teach you right from wrong, but you were always so stubborn, and I, I just…”

Just what? Cloudia was too frantic to find the right words to continue.

Stella uttered, “I’m stubborn?”

“Stella, I…”

Cloudia hesitated, unable to continue with the harsh truths, especially now that she was desperate for Tegan and Finley’s support.

It always came back to Ursula, and Cloudia was willing to swallow her pride for her sake.

Stella cut in, “Mrs. Larkin, after being found and hospitalized for two months, I barely spent a month with the Larkin family upon my return. In that month, you and Mr. Larkin were almost always out, busy with your socials. So, how exactly did you come to know about my so-called bad temper and stubbornness?”

Her words were sharp, each one hitting its mark.

Cloudia was speechless.

Indeed, how could she have known?

Stella continued, “Do you remember what started our first conflict?”

“It was after Ursula had a nasty fall and hurt her wrist. Do you remember what she told you?”

Stella went on, “She said, ‘It’s got nothing to do with Star. Don’t blame her!’ And then you unleashed a torrent of accusations on me.”

And then, a suffocating realization…

Cloudia’s breath hitched. No, she hadn’t.

Stella’s tone was unyielding, colder now, “You never saw it happen. You couldn’t be sure her injury was because of me. So why assume?”

Why indeed? Cloudia found herself silently questioning her own judgments. She had never witnessed Stella push Ursula, nor could she be certain Stella was to blame. But for some reason, she had jumped to that conclusion.

“How many times after that did Ursula say, ‘It’s not Star’s fault. It’s my fault? How many times?” Cloudia’s breathing quickened.

Stella added, “You might not remember the exact count, but just remember what you did to me every time after she said those words.”

The words were said lightly, yet it landed heavily on Cloudia’s conscience.

What had she done? The details might be blurry, but the accusations and relentless blame she directed at Stella were crystal clear.

“Can we not talk about it right now? Stella, she’s in so much pain. You didn’t see her coming out of the ER, throwing up uncontrollably, unable to even sip water.”

Chapter 98

Stella remained silent.

“Just get her better, okay? What I’ve owed you, I’ll pay you back, I promise. Okay?”

Each word from Cloudia was tinged with a desperate plea. The priority was clear: to heal Ursula first, and then they could discuss any debts.

Stella replied, “Mrs. Larkin, have you forgotten? You give my life. How could you possibly owe me anything?”

This echoed the words Cloudia had once said to her. Back then, Cloudia had been so determined, adopting a mix of stern and soft tactics for Ursula’s sake.

“Now you realize that cutting off my finances and having all those companies blacklist me won’t stop me. So now you resort to begging?”

The moment those words were spoken, silence engulfed the phone call, only Cloudia’s increasingly frantic breathing could be heard.

At the end of the hospital corridor, Cloudia felt her blood run cold at Stella’s words.

Over the phone, Stella chuckled, “You pay me back? If Ursula really gets better, that’s when you’ll come to settle the score with me, right?”

Stella knew them too well. After all, this wasn’t the first time they had come to her over Ursula.

Ursula was indeed a handful— even from afar, she caused trouble. But it always came down to the same thing: ‘It’s not Star’s fault, it’s all on me!’

Cloudia panicked, “No, that’s not it. I’m sincerely apologizing to you now.”

“Right, as if anything you do for Ursula isn’t sincere.”

Cloudia fell silent, her panic escalating at Stella’s words.

At the moment, she had even forgotten Stella’s earlier insinuations. All she remembered was Stella’s refusal, refusal to call Tegan, refusal to let Finley treat Ursula.

“So tell me, what do you want?” Cloudia’s tone was losing control.

With that, she hung up directly, leaving Cloudia to face her ruthlessness once more.

Then came a knock on the door.

As the words left her mouth, the door swung open, revealing Ronald’s tall and elegant figure. He was already wearing his coat, clearly about to leave.

Ronald frowned as he asked, stepping inside.

Stella asked,”Going out?”

Ronald nodded, “Yeah, I need to head out. Should be back by dinner to keep you company. Try to get some rest.”

Hearing Ronald’s assurance of returning for dinner brought a smile to Stella’s face. The frustration she felt from her conversation with Cloudia dissipated.

After all, why should she bother about those unrelated to her? With that thought, she felt a bit better.

Ronald left after giving her a few instructions.

…

Back at the hospital, Cloudia was fuming. It took her nearly five minutes to regain her composure.

Just as she was about to return to the ward, she bumped into Yorick.

Chapter 99

Seeing Yorick, Cloudia couldn’t hold back her profound distress.

“Rick, Ursula…she’s in so much pain.”

Her medical team had been replaced with Yorick’s people, all top-notch experts he had found. Likely swayed by the reputations of Tegan and Finley, Cloudia always harbored this illusion that with Tegan and Finley on Ursula’s treatment team, they could alleviate some of her suffering. Their involvement brought hope, not just in results but in making Ursula’s journey less painful.

Every time Cloudia saw Ursula writhing in agony, she became even more determined to have those two join her treatment.

Yorick frowned, his voice tinged with helplessness, “I know.”

With Ursula battling so many ailments, how could she not suffer? The pain was inevitable.

Cloudia exclaimed, “We must get Finley and Tegan involved. I’m really worried, Rick. I’m afraid Ursula might not make it through another bout of pain.”

Yorick responded, “If they get involved, their approach wouldn’t be much different.”

In his opinion, he believed that given Ursula’s current condition, it was impossible not to feel any pain.

Cloudia insisted, “No, they’re highly skilled and have a great reputation. They can definitely ease Ursula’s pain.”

“Rick, please, find a way. You always do. Stella, that heartless woman, she refuses to listen to anything I say now.”

Stella’s obstinacy was driving Cloudia to despair.

Yorick fell silent at the mention of Stella, a shadow passing over his eyes.

Cloudia continued speaking, but Yorick was lost in thought, missing her speech.

“Rick? Rick!”

Noticing Yorick’s distraction, Cloudia’s concern deepened, catching his gaze.

Yorick, after being called out a few times, snapped back to reality.

“We need to figure out a way to bring Tegan and Finley back. You know Ursula’s current state can’t handle the existing treatment plan.”

“It’s just too painful for her. She couldn’t hold up!” Cloudia choked up discussing Ursula’s suffering.

“Okay, go ahead.”

Pondering for a moment, Cloudia followed behind Yorick, continuing to fret over getting Finley and Tegan involved.

Meanwhile, in the ward, Ursula, looking frail, noticed an unsaved number flashing on her phone. At that moment, her heart involuntarily lurched.

“Alright.”

The caregiver, who had been massaging her legs, respectfully exited the room, leaving Ursula alone to answer the call, “Hello?”

“It’s me.”

The voice of a middle-aged man, deep and resonant, came through the phone.

It had been almost three years since that car accident, after which this man had vanished completely.

Hearing his voice now, Ursula felt a sharp pang in her heart, “Why are you calling me?”

Their dealings had concluded with that incident, settled in full at the time, and had been over since then.

Receiving this call now, Ursula sensed an ominous feeling. As expected, the man on the line declared, “I’m short on cash. I need money.”

Chapter 100

“What do you mean? We had a deal, I gave you five hundred thousand dollars to leave the country and never come back.”

Ursula hissed through a hushed tone, her voice laced with barely contained fury.

“I’m already back.”

“What did you just say? You’re back?”

As Ursula heard that, her voice, which she had been struggling to keep low, suddenly shot up uncontrollably.

Back and contacting her? Even a fool would know what this meant.

Ursula’s already pale face lost all color, taking on a ghostly pallor.

“What are you trying to pull?”

“My mother just passed away, and my daughter’s fallen seriously ill. Life overseas was too expensive; we couldn’t make ends meet.”

“Couldn’t make ends meet” – that was the reason for their return. And now his daughter was seriously ill, which spelled it out clearly.

In other words, they needed money!

Ursula felt dizzy with anger, “I gave you everything you were owed back then, our deal was clear.”

“It was a deal, but Ms. Larkin, I’m out of options. Should I ask Ms. Quinn for the money, or should I ask you?”

Asking Stella would undoubtedly mean handing over evidence of that car accident to Stella. By then, Ursula’s true colors would be exposed to the Larkins and to Yorick.

“Are you threatening me?” Ursula gritted her teeth in fury.

Not only was he threatening her, but he had also returned fully prepared, knowing full well that what she cared about was the Larkin family, and her nemesis was Stella.

“I’ve hit rock bottom, or I wouldn’t stoop to being such a dishonorable person.”

“But it was you who set the price at five hundred thousand back in the day. I didn’t even try to haggle.”

The mention of being dishonorable infuriated Ursula even more. However, the man remained adamant, “I have no other choice, I’m really at the end of my rope.”

Ursula closed her eyes.

She had also spent a lot living abroad these past few years, and the savings from her time with the Larkin family were nearly gone.

“You have no other choice, but you can’t come to me. What do you mean by this?”

“I don’t owe you anything!” Ursula snapped. She was almost certain now that she was being extorted.

Ursula exclaimed, “Where do you expect me to find that kind of money?”

At that moment, Ursula wished she could tear the person to pieces.

Ursula was speechless.

At those words, her eyes darkened further, and her knuckles turned white from gripping the phone too tightly.

“You’re blackmailing me?”

“I genuinely need the money, Ms. Larkin. Let’s not make this sound so unsavory.”

Ursula closed her eyes, a dark aura enveloping her.

…

Outside, Yorick and Cloudia had arrived at the door.

Cloudia suddenly remembered something, “Oh, Ursula mentioned she wanted some soup from Crab Elite. Rick, you go in first. I’ll have someone fetch it for her.”

“Alright,” Yorick nodded.

Turning back and opening the door slightly, he heard Ursula shout into the phone, “Fine, but you’ll end up in jail too!”

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