Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath [Stella] (Chapters 291 to 300) 

Chapter 291

Stella really couldn’t care less about Jaxon. But here they were in Portis City, and she was worried Ronald might get into unnecessary trouble because of it.

Feeling restless, she got up and headed out to the security gate.

As soon as she stepped onto the snowy ground, Ronald returned with Idris in tow.

The man stood there in his trench coat, exuding an air of nobility and sternness that matched perfectly with the winter chill.

Seeing Stella in her fluffy slippers, Ronald frowned. “In such a hurry?”

Stella crunched forward in the snow, each step making a satisfying sound. Tugging at his coat, she asked, “Did you really rough him up?”

Ronald raised an eyebrow. “You worried, Star?”

“No, I just don’t want you getting into trouble.”

This place was nothing like Ferrowland, not by a long shot.

Her voice carried concern, but it wasn’t for Jaxon. His fate didn’t bother her in the least. What worried her were the repercussions Ronald might face.

Hearing her words, Ronald’s stern expression softened. Without warning, he scooped her up and strode back inside with purpose.

“Next time you come out without bundling up, see what happens.”

Stella protested. “And what about…”

“Those people? Even death is too easy for them.”

Stella was left speechless.

Too easy? So he was planning something worse than death?

Just as Ronald had said, Jaxon was indeed experiencing a pain far worse than death.

They were in a car headed to the hospital.

Orion was driving. He hadn’t witnessed what went down inside, but the sound of gunfire had sent him rushing to check things out.

When he arrived, he found Yorick helping a wounded Jaxon out of the building.

“Ugh, ahh…”

Jaxon hadn’t stopped groaning since they got in the car. The pain was excruciating. His right arm was injured, and there was a bloody hole in his left palm, effectively rendering both hands useless.

“How much longer to the hospital?”

Orion replied, “The roads are icy; I can’t drive too fast.”

Faster! I can’t take it anymore, ah!!!…

Jaxon’s desperate outburst only worsened his condition, drawing a sharp wince from his as the pain surged anew.

Orion was wary. He dared not speed, especially since they were driving alongside the water. One wrong move could send them plunging into the freezing waters.

Yorick tried to reassure him. “The road’s tricky. Just hang in there.”

Yorick stayed silent, choosing not to respond to Jaxon’s frantic complaints.

They had gone out to arrange for Ursula to get medical treatment abroad, but everything had spiraled out of control. Now, Jaxon was the one in desperate need of help.

The group finally made it to the hospital.

Cloudia and Blaise rushed over as soon as they heard.

“Rick, how did this happen? Weren’t you meeting Stella? Where’s he hurt?”

Cloudia was particularly anxious hearing about her son’s injuries.

Yorick recounted the events, still feeling the tension from that moment as he spoke.

Thinking back, he realized that if he had said even one more word, Ronald’s gun might have been aimed at him.

Cloudia almost fainted when she learned Jaxon’s hands were nearly destroyed.

“Stella, she, she…”

She struggled to catch her breath, and when she finally did, she was at a loss for words.

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“You guys went to see her because of Ursula, right? How did you end up clashing with Mr. Quinn?”

Mr. Quinn, the man who took Stella in.

Cloudia couldn’t help but marvel at her fortune. How did she end up with such a good family? Yet here they were, unable to gain a single advantage from it.

Sometimes, she thought it might’ve been better if she’d been raised by simple folks in the countryside. At least then, they wouldn’t be dealing with all this trouble.

When it came to Ursula’s situation, Yorick went silent. They both knew it- they hadn’t handled it well.

Cloudia shook her head, incredulously. “So Mr. Quinn actually pulled a gun on Jaxon, and she still just walked away?”

That was her own brother. How could Stella be so cold-hearted?

Was it really just because they hadn’t taken her side two years ago? But that incident hadn’t been Ursula’s fault. Ursula had explained everything clearly. How could they let Stella send her to prison based on a single claim?

Yorick nodded. “Yes.”

Hearing that, Cloudia nearly fainted. She had said she was going to feed the rabbits. So, rabbits were more important than her own brother, huh? That ungrateful girl.

Cloudia’s anger boiled over, and in that moment, she wished she had never given birth to Stella.

“Ursula’s stuck in Portis City, and Jaxon’s injured now. What a mess!”

…

Meanwhile, in Mist Bay, Ronald was once again applying ointment to Stella’s wounds, though she still refused to cooperate.

Once he finished, she burrowed under the covers and wouldn’t come out.

Ronald gently pulled the blanket down and playfully pinched her rosy cheeks. “You need to get better soon.”

His tone was a stark contrast to the cold, harsh demeanor he’d shown toward Jaxon.

Stella mumbled, “And why should I get better?”

“What do you think?”

Stella pursed her lips. “No, I didn’t mean it like that. I wasn’t asking that.”

She spoke hastily, her cheeks growing even redder.

Ronald chuckled, leaned in, and whispered something in her ear that made her already crimson face freeze.

She glared at him. I’m not talking anymore.

She turned and burrowed back under the covers, her voice muffled. Don’t pull the cover again; just leave.

Where was his dignified aloofness, that untouchable aura? It seemed to have vanished.

Ronald laughed as he stood up. “Alright, I’m leaving. Don’t suffocate under there.”

Stella’s voice was full of playful reproach.

But there was Ronald, arms crossed, standing right by the bed.

Stella frowned. “Why are you still here?”

Didn’t he say he was leaving?

Instinctively, she tried to retreat back under the covers, but Ronald didn’t give her the chance. He scoops her up in a swift motion.

Stella instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck as Ronald pressed a quick kiss to her lips.

Stella protested, “Watch it, or I’ll bite you.”

Ronald chuckled, “Okay.”

He hadn’t left; he was just waiting for a chance to steal a kiss.

Stella struggled to free herself from his embrace, but his warm presence completely enveloped her.

Ronald looked into her eyes with a gentle smile. “You’re such a silly girl.”

And it was that very silliness that somehow managed to wash away the darkness and bloodiness clinging to him.

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After a while, Ronald finally seemed satisfied and let Stella go.

Stella looked at him with a pout, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. “My lips hurt,” she complained.

It did hurt a bit. He was so inexperienced…

Ronald bent down to examine her lips, noticing the slight chapping with a pang of regret. “I’ll be gentler next time.”

“You’re already thinking about next time? It hurts!” Stella mumbled as she snuggled back under the covers.

She had planned to head to the studio today to give Tabitha some work instructions, but with the snow falling thick outside, she felt no desire to leave the house. There was something so comforting about staying in bed during a snowstorm.

Besides, with her lips sore, she knew Ronald wouldn’t let her go out anyway.

Ronald chuckled at her lazy demeanor. “Make sure you wrap things up at your studio soon. We’re heading back to Ferrowland.”

Stella turned to face him, eyes wide with anticipation. “When?”

Suddenly, she announced a trip back to Ferrowland, and her heart raced with excitement.

But wait…

“Can we wait until these marks fade before we go back?” she asked.

She couldn’t very well explain them to her mom or Yvonne if they asked.

Ronald stood up, considering. “About two weeks.”

Stella nodded. “That should be enough.”

Two weeks was plenty of time, but only if Ronald behaved himself. If he didn’t, and more marks appeared, she might not have the courage to face her family in Ferrowland.

Ronald seemed to catch her drift, leaning in with a teasing smile. “If they ask, just tell them the truth.”

Stella’s eyes lit up at his words. “Really? I can?”

“Why not?”

Stella was left speechless, admiration glittering in her eyes as she gazed at him. “I really admire you.”

If she actually told them the truth, she couldn’t even imagine how they would react. If she managed to stay in Ferrowland without bolting, it would be a miracle.

With that, Ronald left the room.

Alone, Stella’s thoughts turned to her studio and how to handle things. She hadn’t been able to contact anyone in Ferrowland before, uncertain if or when she could return. Now that she was going back, her visits to Portis City would likely be less frequent. It was something she needed to sort out.

She picked up the phone and called Tabitha to schedule a meeting at the studio for the next day, then dialed Susanna.

Stella asked, “You’re at the hospital again?”

Lately, Susanna had been particularly worried about her little niece. The last time she visited she’d run into Jaxon and Lola with their son at the hospital.

Susanna replied, “Yeah, can you believe it? Fate just keeps serving me the juiciest gossip and drama.”

Susanna lowered her voice. “I heard it was a gunshot wound. Both his hands are ruined. How much must they hate him?”

Ronald had taken Jaxon’s hands? That was Ronald being merciful; usually, he’d be out for blood.

Susanna continued, Yeah! Mrs. Larkin fainted from the shock. She could never tell the difference between her adopted daughter and her own. Now, with the real son and the adopted daughter, which do you think matters most?

Stella replied, uninterested, “Does it matter? The Larkins are in chaos now.”

Lately, Lola had noticed that Jaxon had been spending a lot of time with Ursula. She’d hoped that bringing the child back would secure her place in the Larkin family. If she found out that her son — Cloudia’s biological grandson was less important than the adopted daughter, there’d be hell to pay.

“Enough about the Larkins. That drama will keep unfolding. Let’s talk business,” Stella said.

Susanna was surprised. “Business? You have business with me?”

“Why not?” Stella retorted.

Susanna chuckled. “Sure, what’s up? Are we taking down the Larkins or Yorick? Just send me the juicy bits.”

Stella rolled her eyes. Did Susanna really think her business was all about taking people down?

“Did the Quarrys give you any trouble last time?” Stella asked.

Susanna scoffed. “Do you think I care?”

Stella was worried. “I’m just concerned about your mother.”

Susanna was unfazed. “She can handle herself.”

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Stella was momentarily speechless.

Well, alright then.

Susanna’s mom was a force to be reckoned with in Portis City. She’d carved out a niche for herself despite the odds, not just with a soft heart and a kind word. It had taken more than that to build a place like Night-T Group.

“So, who are we taking down this time?”

“We’re not taking anyone down.”

“Oh, really? Then what’s up?”

Stella sighed. “I’m heading back to Ferrowland. Are you interested in taking over my studio?”

Susanna’s eyes widened. “What? You’re leaving Portis City? When?”

“In about two weeks, I think.”

Stella had been mulling it over. She didn’t trust just anyone with the studio, but she also knew she couldn’t keep it if she wasn’t going to be around much.

Susanna looked taken aback. “This is so sudden!”

“Not really,” Stella replied. The moment Ronald had reached out, her return to Ferrowland was set in motion.

“But I have no experience with this kind of thing,” Susanna hesitated.

“Stick with the original team, pay them on time, and you won’t have much to worry about.”

So far, every project has been handled with care, and clients come to them by reputation.

Susanna considered it for a moment. “How about this—I’ll manage it for you. You stay the biggest shareholder, and when you want it back, it’s yours.”

Stella paused, surprised. “But I don’t need…”

Susanna pressed on. “Look, you’re just an adopted daughter in the Lugar family. Who knows what the future holds?”

Stella’s protest was cut short by Susanna’s earnest interruption. Susanna wasn’t trying to jinx her situation with the Lugar family—she genuinely cared.

“When you secretly started this studio, it was like a safety net, right? I can tell your brother’s got an agenda.”

The rest of Susanna’s words remained unsaid. Because she didn’t fully understand Ronald’s standing in the Quinn family, she worried he might not be able to protect Stella. After all, the Lugar family was exactly what one would expect of such an old and prestigious lineage, a family with deep roots and strict traditions. They valued many things.

And on top of that, Susanna wasn’t sure how Stella’s adoptive mother truly felt about her. Susanna was planning ahead for Stella’s sake.

She was the first person in Portis City who genuinely cared for Stella. It was ironic, really—this person had nothing to do with the Larkin family.

It’s really unnecessary, Susanna. My mom’s not as complicated as you think. I have my ways, Stella reassured, recalling the strategies her mom taught her —cry a little, act cute, ask for hugs.

She was genuinely worried about what might happen when Stella returned to Ferrowland, especially with Ronald’s urgency.

Her heart felt warm from the kindness.

Stella had spent the morning sleeping in. When she came downstairs, she found Ronald on the phone, looking a bit agitated.

Seeing Stella, Finley rushed over as if she were his last hope. “Star, you’ve gotta put in a good word for Skye!”

Stella raised an eyebrow. “Idris’s people didn’t catch her?”

Finley looked like he was about to lose it. “That girl is slippery as an eel, impossible to pin down.”

Stella blinked in surprise.

On the couch, Ronald had just ended his call. A cigarette rested casually between his lips. “Didn’t you say you were going to handle her?”

Finley had been bragging earlier about taking care of Skye himself to keep Ronald from stepping in, but now, even with Idris’s team failing to track her down, he was at his wit’s end. Desperately, he gestured at Stella for help.

Stella had no idea what to say, after all, Skype was working with Yvonne’s people. Wasn’t it obvious they were here to take her away? Speaking up for Skype would be ridiculous.

“Say something, will you?” Finley pleaded.

Stella muttered, “Did you forget Skye came to take me away?”

Finley’s mind blanked. Right. That girl was after Stella, and here he was, asking Stella to defend her.

But if Skye ended up in Ronald’s hands, Finley knew she’d be toast.

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Hull walked in from the cold, shaking the snow off his boots, and saw Finley pacing like a cat on a hot tin roof, talking rapidly to Stella.

Ronald’s face was as dark as a thundercloud.

Hull unwound the scarf from his neck and said with a smirk, “Keep yapping, and you might just talk yourself into a stitch-up.”

He tossed his coat to the butler waiting nearby. With his striking features and gold-rimmed glasses, Hull looked every bit the part of a stern intellectual. But the moment he spoke, his playful demeanor shattered that illusion.

Finley shot him a glare. “Easy for you to say—it’s not your sister, so why worry?”

Hull raised an eyebrow. “Your sister?”

Finley spluttered and fell silent, unable to retort.

“Skye? She’s got a wild streak, huh?” Hull chuckled, already up to speed with the buzz about Skye arriving in Portis City, and with Yvonne’s crew no less.

Yvonne had just been dragged back to Ferrowland by Ronald’s men, and here Skye was, rolling into town with Yvonne’s entourage. Everyone knew what was up with that.

Finley rubbed his chest as if trying to calm his racing heart.

Hull clapped him on the shoulder. “Why can’t they just be rivals? Now they’re working together like sisters.”

Finley shook his head. “They’re definitely not sisters.”

Skye and Yvonne? Those two had been at each other’s throats for years. No way they’d suddenly become besties.

Hull pressed on, “So why’s Skye dragging Yvonne’s people here?”

Finley was stumped, words failing him.

How was he supposed to know? He’d been stuck in Portis City with Ronald all this time, completely out of the loop about whatever drama was unfolding back in Ferrowland.

How did Skye and Yvonne end up tangled together? It used to be a miracle if they didn’t fight when they met, how could they possibly become sisters?

Finley felt a headache coming on.

“Star,” he finally said, turning to Stella for help.

Ronald had a soft spot for Stella, and he never seemed to say no to her.

Stella sighed, clearly feeling Finley’s distress. She tugged on Ronald’s sleeve, looking up at him with those big eyes.

“What is it?” Ronald asked, glancing down at her.

She couldn’t bear to see Finley so worked up after all their years of friendship.

Ronald raised an eyebrow and leaned in close, his voice a low whisper as he spoke directly into Stella’s ear, “You know, Star, asking favors usually comes with a price.

Ronald’s words were laced with a teasing undertone that made Stella blush.

Finley and Hull stood a few paces away, unable to catch Ronald’s quite words, but Finely could see the glint of mischief in Ronald’s eyes as he whispered.

He couldn’t help but feel a jolt in the corner of his eye. What was he saying to Stella?

Stella, flustered, stammered, “Just… just don’t hurt anyone, okay?”

If Ronald ever turned on his people, it would only be because they had seriously crossed a line.

Before Ronald could respond, Stella’s phone buzzed in her pocket.

It was an unknown number, and she ignored it, only for it to start ringing again immediately.

“I’ll take this upstairs,” she said, eager to escape the tense atmosphere.

She hurried off to answer the call, leaving the room’s tension behind.

Ronald cast a sidelong glance at Finley but didn’t say a word. Instead, he pulled out his phone and dialed Yvonne.

“Hey,” Yvonne answered quickly.

“Why’s Skye bringing your crew to Portis City?” Ronald asked, his tone leaving no room for nonsense.

Silence stretched across the line.

Ronald’s stern voice rattled Yvonne, even making her breath hitch for a moment.

Yvonne had always been a handful more like a rambunctious tomboy than a sister, and Ronald often found himself at his wit’s end with her.

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Getting into trouble at school was a regular occurrence for Yvonne, and their mom had to deal with it time and time again. Eventually, she dreaded going to the school. And then, much like Finley, Ronald found himself cleaning up the messes left by his rebellious sister.

Why did Ronald care so much for Stella? Well, in the fiercely competitive Quinn family, Stella was like a gentle lamb. She was meek and soft-hearted, standing in stark contrast to Yvonne, who was the complete opposite- especially at school.

Ronald was equally exasperated by Yvonne’s antics and worried about the possibility of Stella being bullied.

Seeing Yvonne silent, Ronald’s tone grew more stern. “Speak up.”

Who on earth had the audacity to mess with someone close to him?

Ronald had already devised a plan for when they returned to Ferrowland—he knew exactly how to deal with Yvonne.

Yvonne stammered, “Well, I, um… I didn’t, um…”

How had her brother found out? Could it be that Skye had already located Stella? That couldn’t be right. If Skye had, why hadn’t she told her?

If that were the case, Skye would be quite the backstabber, taking advantage of her favors without keeping her in the loop.

“Yvonne!” Ronald repeated.

“I swear I didn’t.”

Faced with Ronald’s severity, Yvonne caved, “I swear on my life, I didn’t.”

“Oh?”

Yvonne hesitated. “I, uh…”

Ronald continued, “Really? Two months ago, when Idris was on an errand, he came across someone who looked a lot like that person. Just not sure if it was.”

Yvonne was speechless.

The silence on the call became palpable.

Finley and Hull, overhearing Ronald’s statement, turned their gazes toward him, eyes wide with shock.

Was he talking about the person Yvonne had been secretly concerned about? But that person was supposed to be gone. What was Ronald implying?

After a moment of silence, Yvonne’s voice came through, strained. “Where?”

“I’ll get in touch with her immediately,” Yvonne responded without hesitation, dropping any pretense of ignorance about Skye.

Finley rushed forward, his heart racing. “Using that person to deceive her? That’s low, even for you!”

Finley and the others knew all too well what that person meant to Yvonne. She had nearly lost her mind when they thought that person was gone.

No one dared to mention it in front of Yvonne, and now Ronald was using it to flush Skye out of hiding?

Ronald lit a cigarette and took a drag. I didn’t deceive her.

Idris’s people had indeed seen that person.

Finley drew in a sharp breath. But I was the one who performed the surgery. I saw it myself.

The heart surgery, where Finley had tried to remove a bullet, had been a disaster. It nearly drove Yvonne and left Finley with lasting trauma. Because of that, he had focused on heart research all these years.

It was his first and only failed surgery.

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Finley’s mind was swirling in disbelief. He looked at Ronald, incredulous. “But if he’s still alive, why hasn’t he reached out to Yvonne all these years?”

Ronald’s eyes deepened, a shadow passing over them.

Why?

…

Inside Stella’s room, the unfamiliar call came through- Cloudia, who had borrowed yet another phone to contact her.

By now, she’d lost count of how many phones the Larkin family had lent her, all because their own lines were perpetually unreachable.

Cloudia’s voice erupted through the line, furious. “That’s your brother, Stella! How can you be so heartless? Is your heart made of stone, Stella? How could you do this to your own brother, leave him without his hands… you, you!”

Cloudia had already fainted once from anger.

The moment the call connected, she unleashed a tirade of accusations, an avalanche of blame.

Stella narrowed her eyes slightly. “How would you know if my heart is stone? You’ve never tried to warm it.”

They say a heart of stone can’t be warmed. And they had never even tried. If anything, they had taught Stella just how cold family ties could be.

Cloudia stammered, “You…”

Stella cut her off, “Jaxon knows why he lost his hands.”

“Stella!”

Cloudia was beyond furious.

Stella continued, “After Ursula was sent abroad, he didn’t just stop at once. Mrs. Larkin, you knew, didn’t you?”

Cloudia fell silent, her breath catching in her throat.

“What are you saying?”

“I was nearly kidnapped once, and you called it paranoia. But you knew Jaxon was behind it, didn’t you? You chose to protect him.”

Her voice was soft, but the words struck Cloudia like a cold wind, leaving her gasping for air.

“Actually knew?” Stella finished the sentence for her.

Ah, the Larkins.

Stella chuckled softly. But it makes sense. If you protect your adopted daughter so fiercely, imagine how you’ll protect your own son.

Cloudia protested, “No, he was confused that time. I did reprimand him. I really did…”

Stella interrupted, and if I had been kidnapped, what would have happened to me?

Reprimanded? Was Jaxon a toddler to be scolded for mischief?

Stella couldn’t bear to listen to Cloudia’s excuses.

“And it wasn’t just once, was it? Did you reprimand him every time?”

Cloudia’s breathing grew more labored.

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Stella let out a sarcastic laugh. “Oh, so in your mind, I’m always the one at fault, right? I’m the annoying one, huh?”

Cloudia hesitated, “I…”

Hearing Stella’s words made her chest tighten with frustration.

“I’ve always wanted what’s best for everyone. Why do you have to treat me like this? I’ve been trying so hard to keep the peace between you all.

Ursula can’t get the treatment she needs, your brother has lost the use of both hands, and the company is on the brink of bankruptcy. Is this the price I pay for bringing you back? Stella, tell me, what more do you want from us?”

Even now, Cloudia acted as if it were all her fault.

Stella let out a disdainful snort. “Wasn’t the one who paid the price me? I’ve nearly been killed by you all more than once.”

There was the incident with Ursula, and then Jaxon had tried three times to harm her, only stopping after she broke his hand on the third attempt.

“I’m not particularly skilled, except in one thing: if someone hurts me, I make sure to even the score. If you truly care about Ursula and Jaxon, make sure they steer clear of me. No more pretending to be family. We weren’t close, to begin with, and their scheming just ends with me beating them up, yet somehow, I’m still the one in the wrong.”

Stella’s summary of the Larkin family was as clear as day.

Every time Ursula approached her, it seemed friendly, but it was always a calculated move. Even after getting beaten up multiple times, she never seemed to learn.

“You, you…” Cloudia stammered, unable to form a coherent thought.

Stella lost all patience, hanging up the phone.

With the Larkin family, the scales had tipped back to balance for the most part. But once she was back in Ferrowland, they’d surely find all sorts of excuses to reach out to her.

Stella had no patience left for them.

She found Idris.

Facing Idris whose icy gaze reminded so much of Ronald, Stella recalled the time he had pulled a gun – just the thought still sent a shiver down her spine.

When Idris saw it was Stella, the coldness in his eyes vanished instantly, and he greeted her respectfully, “Miss.”

She realized she needed a new number. The Larkin’s had managed to call her from countless different phone numbers. Despite blocking numbers. the problem persisted.

When Ronald walked in, he saw Stella asking Idris, who was there to pick up some documents, to help change her phone.

Seeing Ronald, Stella released Idris and walked over to him. “Ronald.”

Ronald reached out, tousling her soft hair, and pulled her into a warm hug with his long arm.

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The atmosphere in Mist Bay remained undisturbed by the whirlwind visit from Jaxon and Yorick. However, over at the hospital, Cloudia and Blaise felt like their world was crashing down.

Jaxon had injured his hand in such a peculiar way that the doctors feared it might never be the same again.

Upon hearing this, Cloudia nearly fainted again.

Blaise, on the other hand, was furious. “Why on earth did he go looking for her? And to Mist Bay of all places, over something related to Ursula?”

Everyone knew how touchy Stella was about Ursula. Yet, here they were, with Jaxon having gone to Mist Bay because of Ursula, and it had ended in disaster.

Cloudia clutched her chest, feeling the pain sharply. “I was desperate too! Ursula ran out of her medication today.”

She was at her wit’s end. The previous night, Ursula had been in so much pain that she overdosed on her meds, and now, with none left, she was struggling. They couldn’t get her treatment abroad, so Jaxon went to Mist Bay.

Hearing that it was all because of Ursula again only intensified Blaise’s anger. “I swear, you’re going to let Ursula ruin our family.”

Seeing Blaise so enraged, Cloudia’s face went pale. “What do you mean by that?”

Blaise snapped, “Cloudia, are you really that clueless? Why do you think the Larkin Group is in such a mess lately? Do you really not know?”

Cloudia stammered, “W-why? Isn’t it because of Stella? She hates us; she’s out for revenge. I shouldn’t have had her. I should never have given birth to her.”

Blaise was momentarily speechless, his expression hardening, before he erupted in fury, “Everything started with the fallout between Star and Ursula. Mr. Quinn has been targeting the Larkin Group because we haven’t cared for Star in over two years. Do you not get that?”

Yet here Cloudia was, still worried about Ursula, driving Jaxon to Mist Bay to confront Stella. And now it had ended in Mr. Quinn’s wrath, and Jaxon returning in this state.

Cloudia’s face paled. “Didn’t I tell her everything I needed to about that accident? She’s the one who won’t let it go. Am I supposed to just watch Ursula die?”

Hearing her still defend Ursula sent Blaise over the edge. He raised his hand and slapped her across the face.

Cloudia stood frozen in place, stunned, her pupils dilated as she stared at Blaise. “You… you hit me?”

Cloudia was at a loss. “You… but Stella… didn’t we all fail her?”

Thinking of Stella made Cloudia’s mind go blank. Yes, she couldn’t stand Stella’s sharp tongue and defiant temperament. Maybe she hadn’t treated her well, even though she was her daughter. But Blaise and Jaxon hadn’t treated her any better. Was it really all her fault? Weren’t they all to blame?

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Cloudia protested, “I… my son is here. I’m not leaving.”

“From today onwards, he’s no longer your son. You only have Ursula as your daughter.”

Blaise didn’t care that Yorick was standing right there.

With no hope left, Blaise had just learned that the Quarry Group had missed their chance to secure a backup mining source from Mr. Quinn. Their company was in chaos, and the Quarry family was no longer reliable anyway.

Sure enough, Yorick’s brow furrowed at Blaise’s words.

Cloudia was incredulous. “What do you mean? Are you cutting ties with me? Blaise, you’re unbelievable…”

“The Larkin family really drew the short straw marrying a woman like you. Get out. Out!”

Cloudia was at a loss for words.

“Chad, escort her out.”

Cloudia didn’t want to leave, but Chad eventually had to forcibly escort her out. Blaise didn’t even glance her way again.

Once she was gone, Blaise immediately summoned the head doctor, instructing him to assemble the best team of specialists for Jaxon. No matter what, Jaxon’s hand couldn’t be left useless.

Throughout the commotion, Blaise completely ignored Yorick.

Yorick and Jaxon had gone to Mist Bay together, but only Jaxon returned injured, leaving Blaise simmering with resentment toward Yorick.

…

It had snowed all day, blanketing Mist Bay in a pristine layer of white. Stella sat by the bay window, watching snowflakes dance in the air.

Though the world outside was frozen, the cozy warmth inside wrapped around her like a soft embrace.

When Ronald walked in, he found her gazing outside, her eyes sparkling with longing.

She had been pestering him earlier to go out and play, but Ronald had refused.

Finley had warned her to be cautious, reminding her that her current injuries made catching a cold even riskier.

Without a word, Ronald wrapped his arms around her from behind.

Stella leaned into his warmth, turning her head.

Their breaths mingled, and Ronald brushed a soft kiss across her lips. “What are you thinking about?”

“Building a snowman,” Stella replied.

“Childish,” Ronald chuckled, planting a kiss on her forehead.

Stella squirmed in his arms, trying to break free. He seemed especially mischievous today, and with him so close, who knew what he might do next?

“What’s all the fidgeting about? Let me hold you for a moment,” Ronald teased.

Ronald paused, taken aback. “Did he really say that?”

Stella nodded earnestly. “That’s what I think too.”

“Hey, stop that…”

“I’m just telling the truth,” Stella pouted.

She couldn’t help remember how she had shouted herself hoarse pleading with him.

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