Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath [Stella] (Chapters 121 to 130)  

Chapter 121

Yorick stormed off, clearly peeved.

Tabitha, the eager-beaver, poked her head in cautiously, relieved to find Stella not in one of her moods, before stepping in fully.

Who knew when the boss was ticked off, it was like a scene straight out of a horror movie.

“Boss?”

“Is he gone?” Stella inquired.

Tabitha nodded, “Yeah, bolted. Looked like a drowned rat too, and man, did he reek!”

Stella didn’t respond.

Tabitha continued, “Soaked to the bone, limping all over. You really gave him a thrashing, boss.”

Stella remarked, “I didn’t lay a hand on him.”

“Really? It looks like he got worked over pretty well. His arms and legs are all banged up.”

Stella fell silent.

If they were talking about Yorick getting roughed up, he’d had his fair share the past few days. First by Ronald, then her, followed by Idris.

“Well, what can you do? Some dimwit just doesn’t get it no matter how hard you try.”

Tabitha said, “Huh?”

Mr. Quarry, a dimwit? That couldn’t be right. Running the whole Quarry Group, if he was a dimwit, then the previous chairman seriously dropped the ball.

At this moment, to Stella, Yorick was nothing short of a nincompoop.

Everything that needed to be said had been said, and when it was time to throw down, they did. And he still didn’t get it?

Utterly frustrating!

…

On Yorick’s end.

Orion was waiting in the car and flinched upon seeing Yorick drenched with water.

And that smell, what on earth?

“Sir, you look…”

Yorick instructed, “If those guys around Stella can’t figure it out…”

Before Yorick finished, Orion tossed out the latest scoop to stay in his boss’s good graces.

Yorick’s gaze narrowed, “What did you say?”

Orion nodded, “Ms. Quinn’s left Silk-River Residences. She’s at Wave Residence now.”

Stella was living at Wave Residence?

After a long pause, Yorick finally spoke, his voice barely above a whisper, his mind buzzing.

Stella was actually living at Wave Residence? Why? What for?

Before, Yorick thought her presence there meant she was with one of the men.

Just going there for what?

Thinking this, Yorick felt an inexplicable tightness in his chest.

“Why would she live there?” Yorick barely choked out the question, voicing his inner turmoil.

These past years, though Stella hadn’t shown the kind of intense affection for him the rumors suggested, her life had been crystal clear of any men.

Her life was simple, with only Tegan and Susanna as her close friends.

Why then were men suddenly cropping up around her? And why live at Wave Residence? Who on earth was the man at Wave Residence?

Orion answered, “Must be because of the owner of Wave Residence. I’ve checked, although there’s no concrete proof yet. But when that property was bought, the contract was signed by a fifty-eight-year-old man, last name Miller.”

Yorick repeated, “Fifty-eight?”

Orion nodded, “Yes, considering the time since the purchase, that’s been eight years. So, Mr. Miller would be sixty-six now.”

Chapter 122

Yorick remained silent, the air thickening in the cramped space of the car.

So, the owner of Wave Residence was now a venerable age of sixty-six? And Stella was with someone like that?

Yorick’s breathing became more labored. Just as Orion was about to say something, his phone started buzzing. It was a call from Cloudia.

Orion glanced at Yorick, “Sir, it’s Mrs. Larkin.”

“Take it,” Yorick muttered almost instinctively.

He could barely hear his own voice, nor did he catch what Orion had said afterward. All he could think about was Stella possibly being with a sixty-six-year-old man.

Was she really degrading herself for a man?

Orion answered the call, “Mrs. Larkin.”

“Orion, is Rick in a meeting? I’ve been trying to reach him, but he’s not answering.”

Orion looked back at Yorick, whose expression was growing darker by the second. Before he could reply to Cloudia, Yorick pushed the car door open and stepped out.

Orion felt his heart tightened abruptly. Instinctively, he told Cloudia on the phone, “Yes, Mr. Quarry is in a meeting.”

Just as he finished speaking, the sound of car horns from a nearby street crossed into their conversation.

Cloudia heard it.

“A meeting? It sounds like you’re outside.”

Orion hesitated, “Uh, Mr. Quarry is busy, Mrs. Larkin, let’s leave it at that.”

With that, Orion hung up the call, not wanting to deal with any more questions.

…

Meanwhile, Stella was about to start a meeting when Yorick returned, still in his damp clothes. Tabitha saw Yorick’s state and her eyebrows twitched, instinctively glancing towards Stella.

The moment the office door closed, Stella yanked her hand away, her eyes impassive, her tone filled with disdain, “What the hell?”

Stella was speechless.

Before Stella could process, the office door opened again.

At the sight of Ronald, Yorick’s eyes darkened uncontrollably.

She had been planning to invite Susie for hot wings later, as Idris had mentioned that he had important matters to attend to and couldn’t join her for lunch today.

Ronald took off his coat and unwrapped the scarf from around his neck, handing it to Stella with a grace and authority that demanded attention.

Stella was perplexed. Why was he undressing?

A bad feeling washed over her. Indeed, as she took his coat, Ronald didn’t say anything to her but walked straight towards Yorick.

“You want to marry her?” Ronald’s voice was cold, carrying an unmistakable threat.

Yorick glared back at Ronald, “Yes, I can give her a proper status. Can you?”

Stella was silent. Her heart raced at Yorick’s pointed question, her gaze shifting to Ronald’s back. The memory of him kissing her when he was drunk flashed through her mind – a moment when everything started, a moment Stella had wanted to forget.

But now, faced with Yorick’s question, she found herself also wanting to know Ronald’s answer. Could he give her the status?

Chapter 123

The office was terribly frosty. Stella kept her silence, her gaze fixed on Ronald’s back.

When the two men locked eyes, the air between them could’ve frozen over, with Yorick’s stare at Ronald sharpening by the second.

“Do you even know what kind of woman she’s? Can you handle her wild ways?”

The phrase “wild ways” hung in the air.

Under normal circumstances, Stella would’ve thrown a punch or two at Yorick for that, but now, she just stared at Ronald’s back. Such topics weren’t brought up in casual conversation. But now that it was out there, she needed an answer from Ronald too.

“What wild ways are you talking about?” Ronald’s voice was icy.

Yorick retorted, “She’s not just with you, man. There’s me, her fiancé. Does that bother you?”

“And you? Are you bothered?”

Yorick was silent.

Of course, he was bothered! He wanted to lash out at Stella, wanted to tear apart the men around her.

For some reason, these things, as Stella put it, were none of his business, and shouldn’t bother him either. But now, he almost wished he could cut Ronald into pieces.

As Ronald saw Yorick silent, his gaze grew even colder, “Are you bothered?”

Yorick couldn’t offer a reply.

Ronald squinted his eyes, “There’s one in the hospital you care about, and here you are, hung up on the past. Yorick, you’re really greedy.”

Yorick’s breathing tensed up. Clearly, he hadn’t expected Ronald to hit back with sarcasm.

What did he mean? Was he implying he didn’t mind Stella’s other men?

If he didn’t mind, that meant…he didn’t care?

With that thought, Yorick couldn’t help but glance at Stella again.

Just as Yorick was about to speak, Stella turned to Ronald, “How about you wait here for me, and we grab some hot wings later?”

Ronald raised an eyebrow, “Did I say you could have that?”

“So, you’ll wait here and then take me out for a bite? That had to be okay, right?”

Stella approached Yorick, whose face was stormier than ever.

“I’ll see you off. Shall we, Mr. Quarry?”

Stella pouted, “What, you planning on becoming a cripple?”

In a place like Portis City, the man was actually carrying a gun? What was Ronald’s real story?

Anger and confusion swirled in Yorick’s mind as Stella escorted him out.

Yorick looked at her, lips quivering with unasked questions. Instead, he asserted, “Cut ties with those men, and I’ll marry you.”

His voice was firm.

Stella raised an eyebrow, “Marry me? And why’s that?”

Honestly, Yorick’s current attitude was puzzling her.

Yorick was already frustrated, his temper flaring at her question, “Why so many questions? You’re already my fiancée. Marrying you is my duty.”

Duty? Stella couldn’t help but hiss under her breath.

“Yorick, is your brain damaged?”

Chapter 124

Yorick stood there, his mind buzzing with anger.

“Stella!” he shouted furiously.

Wasn’t that what she’d wanted? During this period, didn’t her antics aim to force him to cave? However, now she…

“You must think it through, those men can never marry you. Do you want to live your life in ruin?”

“I’d rather live in ruin than not live at all. You should worry more about Ursula, the sickly one. See if she can keep clinging to life.”

Yorick remained silent.

“A real dimwit, indeed!” Stella snapped before storming off, and as if thinking of something, she added, “And for the record, I’ll never marry you. You’re not what I want.”

If that didn’t get the message across, nothing would.

Yorick watched her leave, his whole body shaking with rage.

Orion stepped up behind him, “Sir?”

Yorick’s breath was shallow, “Do you think…she wants to marry the owner of the Wave Residence?”

Orion hesitated, unsure how to respond.

Stella had moved into that neighborhood, and if it came to marriage, it wouldn’t be difficult. After all, moving to that place was a feat few could achieve.

Seeing Orion silent, Yorick continued, “Ha, Wave Residence’s owner would lay an eye on her?”

Even though Stella was the Larkin family’s real daughter, Yorick assumed the identity of the man behind Wave Residence was anything but simple.

Who would it be? Could he be that man with Stella in the office earlier? Multiple thoughts tangled his mind even further.

“Let’s get you home to change,” Orion suggested, noting Yorick’s disheveled state, soaked and with foul scent; he couldn’t help but wonder how bad Stella’s temper was.

…

Tabitha, upon spotting her, rushed to inform her, “Boss, I brought him a cup of coffee.”

Stella nodded as she entered her office, while Tabitha stayed with a few colleagues at the door, a picture of curiosity.

Inside the office, Stella found Ronald sipping the coffee with a look of disdain. The taste clearly didn’t meet his standards.

Stella felt drawn into those depths as she softly called him “bro.”

They were pretty much certain that Stella had indeed chosen this man over Mr. Quarry. This man was breathtakingly attractive, and Mr. Quarry, on the other hand, actually fell for a sickly one.

Luckily, their boss had such an excellent back-up, or she’d be fretting over the ordeal. Right now, they felt more than relieved for her.

Let Mr. Quarry be with that frail woman. Their boss deserved someone better!

Back in the office, Stella clutched Ronald’s neck with fright, her eyes tinged with grievance, “What are you doing?”

She’d told him multiple times that she was no longer a kid!

Besides, Ronald’s loss of memory about what happened that night irked her.

“He wants to marry you?”

“And you believe that dimwit’s words?” Stella muttered.

Chapter 125

This was the honest truth.

To her, Yorick’s proposal today felt like a moment of sheer insanity. Of course, she figured this lapse wouldn’t last long. The minute he faced Ursula, he’d snap right back to reality.

Ronald’s gaze remained intense, “And what about you, Star?”

“What about me?”

Her head was on straight! She could differentiate between sense and nonsense.

Ronald probed, “Star, are you happy?”

“Happy about what?”

“About him proposing.”

Stella snorted, “What’s there to be happy about?”

Ronald pointed out, “You’re engaged to him.”

Stella went silent.

Engaged, engaged, couldn’t they drop it already?

“Our engagement is all about the Schultz family drama.”

The story behind their engagement was a complex web of reasons, none of which were as simple as the rumors suggested – that she harbored feelings for Yorick.

Mentioning the Schultz family made the air between them subtle.

Stella guiltily looked down, fully aware of Ronald’s disdain for secrets.

The past incidents involving the Schultz family, even though she was the victim, meant she wasn’t off the hook in Ronald’s eyes.

Predictably, a playful but firm knock on her forehead from Ronald had her wincing.

“Ow!” Stella cried for the pain.

Ronald asked, “Will you dare do it again?”

“No, definitely not!”

Promises of ‘again’ aside, she knew better than to cross Ronald.

At the sight of her submission, Ronald’s intense gaze softened slightly. He stood, lifting her, “Let’s go grab some food.”

Stella was taken aback by his strength. He carried her in such an effortless manner. Was it because he was too strong or she too light?

“Put me down; I can walk.”

This was her studio, after all. Being carried out didn’t sit well with her image.

“Of course not.”

Before Stella could protest further, Ronald was already out the door with her in his arms.

The whole office went silent at the sight. This had to be a sign of things getting official!

Ronald glanced around the spacious office, ordering, “Get them lunch from Crab Elite.”

Their boss’ the other half was not only wealthy but generous too, surely deserving to get official. He cared about their boss, not to mention his generosity, which was way better than Mr. Quarry, who had his heart set elsewhere.

Stella, still in Ronald’s arms, buried her face in his chest the whole time, too embarrassed to show her face.

“Ronald, this…you…”

Stella stuttered, her words failing her. She was all grown up now, really. Carrying her at home was one thing, but this public display was another.

“What about it?”

As Ronald saw her flustered look, his lips curved into a mysterious smile.

Stella clarified, “If words get out, they might have the wrong idea. I know you used to bathe me as a kid, but things are different now. You’ll have your life, and I’ll have mine.”

Ronald remained quiet.

“If it goes like that and our partners learn about the way how we interact, they wouldn’t be pleased.”

Something she said seemed to hit a nerve; Ronald’s smile faded, his eyes cooling.

Feeling the shift, Stella tensed up.

The next moment, she found herself seated on Ronald’s lap.

Stella was speechless.

Had all her words fallen on deaf ears? Or was he, like Yorick, completely oblivious to her concerns?

Chapter 126

At this moment, Stella couldn’t help but start doubting herself. Was she speaking some sort of alien language?

Yorick was clueless, and so was Ronald.

Ugh, she felt a headache coming on!

Then, Ronald’s chiseled fingers pinched her chin, “You’re in love?!”

“Huh? What?”

In love?

Wasn’t that a bit of a leap?

“I’ve just sorted things out with Yorick, how could I be in love?”

Even if she was inclined, it wouldn’t be so soon, besides…

As something crossed her mind, Stella glanced at Ronald, biting back the words that almost slipped out, only to add, “But it’s bound to happen eventually.”

Saying this, Stella felt a heaviness in her heart. A fleeting shadow of gloom passed through Ronald’s eyes as he released her.

Free again, Stella quickly moved to sit at a distance; Ronald, however, remained silent.

His gaze out the window, his thought was enigmatic, and his silence filled the air with an unspoken tension, making Stella hesitant to break it.

Eventually, Ronald took her to a restaurant, the food was simple but decent.

Throughout, the intensity around him didn’t fade.

Stella sneaked glances at him a few times, “Ronald, why are you mad?”

Having pondered over it during the entire drive and coming up empty, Stella decided to straight-up ask Ronald.

Ronald raised an eyebrow at her, “Eat your food!”

Stella was speechless, thinking, “What did I ever do to tick him off?”

Racking her brain, she couldn’t recall saying anything out of line.

Why did he get angry for no reason?

The meal was a tense affair for Stella.

…

In the car.

Exiting the hospital earlier, Yorick’s walk had been a bit off, prompting Orion’s concern for any underlying issues.

Orion added, “Also, Mrs. Larkin mentioned Ms. Larkin has started her chemotherapy. She’s in a lot of pain and keeps asking for you.”

But considering how Stella had been treating him, did it mean she had never had feelings for him in these two years?

“Mr. Quarry, Mr. Quarry?”

Yorick snapped back, “To the hospital, then.”

…

Ursula, having undergone a special treatment, showed some improvement, her complexion slightly better. But, naturally, her sickly state couldn’t compare to being fully healthy.

Cloudia said, “Rest up, I need to make a phone call.”

They still had to figure out a plan for Finley and Tegan.

Cloudia had a gut feeling that nothing could be planned concerning Stella. Thinking of Stella made Cloudia feel suffocated.

Ursula nodded understandingly, “Go ahead, Mom, I’ll be fine.”

Seeing Ursula’s thoughtful response made Cloudia feel even worse. She went out to make the call, leaving Ursula alone.

Then, Ursula’s phone rang; as she took a glance, it was the same number again.

She wished she could blacklist it but didn’t dare to!

Finally, she answered, “Hello?”

“You only sent me ten thousand dollars?”

The man’s deep voice on the other end was clearly laced with anger.

Chapter 127

Ursula was nowhere near calm, her entire being consumed by fury.

She yelled into the phone, “Do you think ten thousand dollars is a small amount? Where do you expect me to get you a hundred thousand?”

Ten thousand!

That was already no small sum.

After all, the deal between them was done and dusted, everything squared away, and yet here this person was, hounding her again.

Feeling under the weather as it was, Ursula found her recovery further disturbed by these threats.

“I don’t care, I want a hundred thousand. If you don’t give it to me, I’ll ask Stella for it. I believe she’ll be willing to part with that money.”

Hearing the mention of Stella squeezed Ursula’s heart, leaving her feeling suffocated and miserable.

“Ms. Larkin, I wouldn’t be asking if I wasn’t desperate.”

“You are desperate. And you think I can help? I’m sick, and battling three types of cancer. I’m on my deathbed, and you’re threatening me?” Ursula couldn’t help but shout back.

She had returned from abroad with the hope of recuperating under the protection of the Larkin family. She wanted to be with the Larkins, to be where Yorick was.

But this call shattered all her peace.

“I’m already suffering enough from my illness, and now you’re threatening me.”

After her outburst, her voice softened.

For a moment, her vulnerability pierced through the phone line, reaching the man threatening her on the other end.

There was silence on the line.

Ursula continued, “My life is almost over. Do you think I care about my past mistakes?”

Her voice was filled with pity and a sense of resignation towards her past. In anyone else’s case, this might have evoked sympathy for Ursula.

“You…”

“I’m just too desperate for money!” he said coldly, completely shattering any hope Ursula had harbored.

“You want to drive me to death?”

Ursula gnarled, “You’re a monster!”

…

Yorick had just arrived at the hospital.

Stepping out of the elevator, he saw Cloudia on a call, furiously yelling, “You want me to sign papers to cut ties? Stella, how could you be so cruel?”

Cloudia was shaking with anger. She had thought Stella’s threats to sever ties were just an empty threat. But she was proving her wrong.

Stella stated on the phone, “The lawyer has already brought the papers to the hospital to find you.”

Her tone was icy, devoid of any emotion. At that moment, Cloudia couldn’t sense any hint of Stella’s attachment to the Larkin family.

For two years, her daughter had never truly opened her heart? This realization left her feeling even more suffocated.

“Once you’re cut off from the Larkin family, what do you think you are? So what if those men protect you now? They pamper you for taking you as a novelty, what happens when the feeling wears off? You’ll be left unmatched in status, only to be discarded.”

“Whether I get discarded is not for you to worry about. You’d best just sign the papers.”

Chapter 128

As Stella finished her piece, she hung up abruptly, her sense of threat in her voice unmistakable, leaving Cloudia dizzy with frustration.

Seeing Yorick only made her feel worse.

Yorick approached, “Was that Stella on the phone?”

Cloudia nodded, “Yeah, she wants to cut ties, mentioned that the document needs Blaise’s signature later. What’s she playing at? Why must she escalate things this far?”

Cloudia was hugely disappointed in Stella. In her eyes, they were already suffering enough. Why couldn’t Stella just behave? Or was it because of that studio making seven hundred thousand a year?

If that was what Stella was thinking, then she was truly short-sighted. Business was all about luck; just because she made that sum of money last year didn’t guarantee anything this year.

Cloudia was curious to see how long Stella could keep this up.

“Let her be,” Cloudia didn’t want to discuss Stella any further.

Let the ties be cut if that was what she wanted.

But thinking about the results she got from contacting Finley’s and Tegan’s assistants made Cloudia’s mood even worse.

Jaxon joined them, noticing both Cloudia and Yorick’s serious expression, “What happened now?”

Cloudia sighed, “What else? Stella called to say she wants to cut ties and demanded my signature on a document.”

It had been two years since she called off her own accord, and now, it was to sever ties.

Jaxon’s face darkened, “She’s taken it that far?”

They had thought Stella was just venting and would calm down eventually. Now it seemed she had no intention of letting it go.

Cloudia sighed again, glancing at Yorick and Jaxon, “How’s her studio doing? When can we shut it down?”

It was clear they had underestimated her. She not only managed to get the studio up and running but was also capable of keeping it afloat.

“The studio can’t be shut down. All her partners are siding with her.”

“Let’s drop it anyway. No point in dwelling on her studio anymore.” Jaxon felt disgruntled discussing the matter. Through this ordeal with Stella’s studio, they realized how many people in Portis City no longer respected the Larkin family.

This time, Yorick had tried using the Quarry Group’s influence to sever all of Stella’s business partnerships, but until now, not a single company consented.

“Alright, let’s go see Ursula,” Jaxon suggested, wanting to move on from the topic, and headed for Ursula’s hospital room.

Yorick glanced at Cloudia, hesitated, but eventually followed Jaxon without a word.

Cloudia, frustrated, stomped her foot and followed them.

In the hospital room, Ursula was still on the phone.

As Jaxon opened the door, they heard Ursula yelling into the phone, “Fine, then we’ll all go to jail together.”

Jaxon was stunned. Yorick and Cloudia, following behind, also heard Ursula’s furious outburst.

Chapter 129

In the hospital room, their presence had left Ursula absolutely gobsmacked as they stood by the doorway.

They exchanged bewildered looks, none intending to break the silence first.

It was Stella’s voice that shattered the stillness, “Is this Old Mrs. Zeller really that important to him? This is my second time here.”

“She’s quite important, yes,” came Idris’ reply.

Stella had been dreading this visit. Especially since getting to the old lady’s room meant passing by Ursula’s.

Seeing Yorick, Jaxon, and Cloudia standing there like statues struck by lightning was a sight to behold.

Stella exchanged a glance with Idris, who also looked at the trio. Ultimately, Stella chose to say nothing and hurried past. This place irritated her, and she wanted to spend as little time there as possible.

Once they walked past them, Stella whispered to Idris, “What’s up with them? Look like they’ve been struck by lightning.”

Idris replied, “No lightning indoors, I reckon they got the shock of their lives.”

“Shocked by Ursula?”

Ursula was the only one in that room, and the thought that she could have shocked those three seemed absurd.

Idris assumed, “Must’ve overheard something they shouldn’t have.”

Stella fell silent, pondering.

She recalled her own encounters with Ursula, trying to push her out of Portis City as quickly as possible.

Looking back at Idris, her gaze had deepened.

“Miss?” Idris inquired.

Stella instructed, “Check if something’s happened with Ursula.”

Her sudden interest in seeing Stella, her words… It feels like she’s trying to cover something up.

Their pace quickened. Upon their return from visiting Old Mrs. Zeller, Ursula’s room was closed, and the trio was nowhere in sight, though muffled voices could still be heard.

Noticing Idris’ whisper, she quickly gestured for him to be quiet.

When had Ms. Quinn picked up eavesdropping?

If they were discussing that very thing as expected, she needed to know.

…

Meanwhile, Ronald was with Hull.

Hull noticed the indulgent smile on Ronald’s face as he looked at his phone and curiously asked, “What are you looking at?”

But Ronald quickly pocketed his phone, leaving Hull speechless.

Finley chimed in, “Must be our dear sister.”

Who else could make Ronald smile with such fondness?

With a look from Ronald, Finley added, “Alright, I’ll drop it. I’ve got a sister too, you know.”

It was clear to everyone that Ronald’s affection for Stella was not to be trifled with. After all, they had all watched Stella grow up, and she always referred to Finley as her brother.

Chapter 130

So there it was an appellation that got under Ronald’s skin like a splinter, making it seem like Finley was out to snatch his sister or something, regardless of the fact that Finley had his own sister.

Ronald challenged, “Why don’t you bring yours out?”

Finley just clammed up at that.

Because, honestly? His sister was the furthest thing from the dainty damsel stereotype. Bringing her out would only fuel the fire of those ridiculous rumors that had already made the rounds once – whispers questioning Finley’s sexuality, of all things.

Why did his sister have to be so different from the others? While their sisters were all sugar and spice, wearing dresses and growing their hair long, his sister had chopped hers off to join the army, strong as an ox.

“Fine, my sister’s not the ‘bring her to a party’ type, happy now?” Finley finally retorted.

But, deep down, he couldn’t deny Stella, that little rascal, was a looker. Especially after she’d left Ferrowland, her skin had become incredibly smooth.

That seemed to pacify Ronald, who glanced again at a photo Idris had sent him on his phone.

“What’s she up to?” Ronald typed back.

“Eavesdropping!” came Idris’ reply.

Ronald paused, “On whom?”

“The Larkin family.”

Where had she picked up such a habit? If she wanted information, couldn’t she just ask him directly? There certainly was no need to eavesdrop.

…

Meanwhile, over at the hospital, tension was thick in the ward.

Ursula felt everyone’s eyes on her, their gazes heavy. She had no idea how much they had heard or what they were thinking about at the time.

At this moment, Ursula could barely control her urge to tear that man into shreds. She took a deep breath, “Why are you all staring at me like that?”

His tone was too knowing, tightening the knot in Ursula’s stomach. She wanted to nod, but the weight of Yorick’s stare made her hesitate.

Finally, she managed a meek affirmation.

“I wanted to, but they kept pestering me, I…” Ursula stammered

What was the next? She found it hard to continue. Moreover, that man had already returned; it was merely a beginning.

Her face turned increasingly pale. Noticing her changes, Cloudia walked over hurriedly, “Alright. It’s just a scam call. There’s no need to press her.”

She grabbed Ursula’s hand, “Don’t take this kind of call anymore, okay? Even if it happens again next time, hang up directly and don’t engage.

Those scoundrels, arguing with them might provoke something worse, what if they search for retaliation? After all, they operate from the shadows.”

Ursula nodded obediently, “I got it, Mom. I’ll just hang up next time.”

Just as she was starting to relax, the next second, Cloudia dropped another bombshell, “By the way, I noticed a withdrawal of ten thousand dollars from your account. What did you use it for?”

Ursula’s fleeting sense of relief vanished, her anxiety spiking once again.

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