Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath [Stella] (Chapters 491 to 500) – Daisy Novels

Chapter 491

When talking about last night, Susanna was all flustered. She even joined in on Stella’s gossip train, forgetting the solemn vows she had made earlier. But she ensured she had the door securely locked before spilling the tea.

“Hey, let me tell you. Hull might truly not be up to it.”

Stella was curious. “Oh? Do tell.”

Previously, it was all conjecture about whether Hull could get it up or not when talking with Yvonne. They had no solid evidence.

But Susanna’s use of the word ‘might’ and her tone suggested a higher degree of certainty.

Susanna cleared her throat twice. “So, I was rubbing his for long last night, and he didn’t react.”

Stella nodded. “Well, that’s a clear sign, isn’t it?”

What a waste of such a good-looking guy.

“So, what did you do to get him so riled up today?”

If Susanna was this scared, it must have been something serious.

Wait a second. Didn’t Susanna call her last night?

She was half-asleep at the time. Susanna mentioned something about fever medicine. Did she say… to take a few more?!

Stella’s eye twitched. Before Susanna could say anything, “Hold on. How many fever pills did you give Hull last night?”

Oh no. She must have been really out of it, telling Susanna to give Hull extra fever pills. That could be lethal, couldn’t it?

Stella froze. Her brain went numb, silently praying Susanna had the common sense not to follow her advice.

Susanna mumbled, “Just one. When you said that, I figured you were half-asleep.”

Stella felt an immediate wave of relief. “That’s good. That’s good.”

Thank goodness. No matter how good Hull was, a few extra fever pills could have knocked him out.

Susanna huffed, “I’m not that dumb.”

“So, what did you do to tick off Hull this time?”

It wasn’t the physical cooling, and it wasn’t about the meds. What else could it be?

Susanna answered, “Well, he fired the cook, you know. He wanted me to make lunch.”

“You can’t cook.”

Susanna couldn’t cook anything except for oatmeal, but who would eat oatmeal every meal?

Susanna pouted, “I know, but he insisted, so I thought I’d make some pasta.”

Stella added, “Yeah, you can do that.”

Although she had messed it up, she’d succeeded a few times. It shouldn’t be a big deal.

Susanna continued, “I thought so but have messed up the pasta twice today.”

Stella couldn’t believe her ears. What? Messed it up?

“The first time, I overcooked it.”

“The second time, it turned into a gooey mess, like a pancake.”

Stella said helplessly, “Uh, you are something.”

“And the worst part is that I might have added salt twice.”

Stella doubted “Wouldn’t that be incredibly salty?”

“No kidding. Barnaby spat it out immediately like I’d poisoned him.”

Stella was dumbfounded. She remembered Barnaby, who used to want to work for Ronald. Ronald thought he was too weak and chatty. And he was working for Hull? He couldn’t even hold it together before Hull?

Barnaby was Finley’s disciple. They could be twins if they looked the same.

Stella asked, “So, did Hull get mad at you?”

Just for not being able to cook pasta? That seemed a bit much.

Susanna replied, “He wasn’t mad at me.”

“Then?”

“I’m just scared. With someone capable of snapping at any moment, wouldn’t you be worried he might lash out in anger?”

Hearing Susanna’s reasoning, Stella was at a loss for words.

Okay, since Susanna and Hull were from different worlds, Hull’s actions seemed entirely alien to her. It made sense she’d be anxious all the time.

“Okay, I’m flying over tonight. No worries, Susie.” Stella reassured her patiently.

Susanna huffed, “You better not be lying.”

“I promise, no lies.”

They chatted a bit more, with Stella giving all sorts of assurances that nothing unexpected would happen, and only then did Susanna hang up the phone. She was genuinely terrified. She had never witnessed anything like it since she was a child.

When Stella’s world first crumbled, she was even more frightened than Susanna was.

Suddenly, a familiar presence enveloped her, and Stella jumped in surprise.

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She turned around only to find herself staring into Ronald’s deep-set eyes. She patted her chest dramatically, exclaiming. “Oh my God, you scared me to death!”

Ronald raised an eyebrow. “Talking smack about Hull again?”

Stella’s eyes widened in shock. Had he overheard that? When had he even come in?

Ignoring Ronald’s question, she changed the subject. “Has Jeremy left?”

Ronald nodded with a simple “Yeah.”

Stella pressed, “Something’s up with the Warner family, right?”

Jeremy had rushed over to see her, which usually meant trouble. And if Sirena had been involved in whatever conflict was brewing, it definitely wasn’t good news. The only logical conclusion was that the Warner family had hit a rough patch.

Ronald shrugged. “That’s none of your concern.”

Stella paused, confirming her suspicions. No wonder Jeremy seemed so tense today.

Thinking back to the incident, Stella added, “Sirena wasn’t the one causing trouble that day, so don’t drag her into this.”

Ronald looked puzzled. “Hmm?”

“She even held Vivian back, trying to keep the peace,” Stella explained. Though, if she was honest, Sirena’s attempt at

peacemaking seemed more like an opportunity for Vivian to get herself into more trouble.

Just as Stella was about to launch into a story about Vivian, Ronald’s phone rang. He gave her a quick peck on the cheek before stepping out to take the call.

Left alone, Stella was soon interrupted by a housekeeper announcing, “Miss, a lady named Frost Quarry is here to see you.”

Stella was stunned. Frost? Yorick’s sister.

Stella might have been friends with Frost if it weren’t for Yorick. Frost was energetic and decisive, the kind of woman who would have effortlessly taken over the Quarry family’s business if she were a boy. But with Hogan back, the family succession was more complicated than ever.

Stella didn’t care much for the rest of the Quarry family, but Frost wasn’t too bad, probably because they hadn’t interacted much.

“Show her to the living room,” Stella instructed.

The housekeeper nodded, and Stella took a moment to change before heading downstairs.

As she entered the living room, she found Frost inspecting one of her coffee cups. The woman had a sharp pixie cut and wore a sleek black suit with a long dress, exuding an air of composed elegance.

If Stella were to describe it, she’d say Frost looked dashing. She’d never thought of using “dashing” for a woman, not even for someone like Skye Yoder, who embraced androgyny. But Frost was different. Her presence was striking.

Hearing Stella’s approach, Frost looked up from the coffee cup with a brief moment of surprise. She set the cup down with a smile. “Didn’t expect it to be this hard to meet you.”

Stella settled into the sofa across from Frost. “When did you get back?”

Frost dealt in jewelry and had a better business mind than Yorick.

She traveled internationally, expanding her enterprise.

“Just this morning,” Frost replied, setting the cup aside.

Stella nodded. Whatever was happening with the Quarry family must have been significant if Frost had to rush back.

Frost sighed, “I wanted to come back when Mom fainted and got hospitalized, but I got caught up with work.”

Stella was shocked. “Imogen was hospitalized?”

That must have been when Hogan made his dramatic entrance into the Quarry family. Xander had stirred things up, and it seemed

Hogan was Thane’s son after all.

Frost glanced at Stella, her gaze intent. “My brother hasn’t been causing you real trouble these past few years, has he?”

Stella raised an eyebrow. “What’s your point?”

Frost leaned forward, hands clasped on the polished coffee table, exuding an air of negotiation. “Do you think the Quarry family deserves everything that’s happened because of him?”

The Quarry family had been facing challenges, just like the Larkin family, with their collaborations with Ronald hanging in the balance.

Stella smirked, “Did you talk to your brother before coming here?”

Frost’s brows furrowed, her eyes narrowing as she studied Stella.

Stella chuckled lightly, “Ask Yorick what he’s put me through because of Ursula if you want to know why the Quarry family is paying such a price.”

Stella could see Frost was defensive, eager to argue the Quarry family’s innocence. But Yorick had taken over the Quarry Group, and the family’s losses were far from undeserved.

Her gaze met Frost’s, equally intense and unwavering.

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Frost’s brow furrowed deeply. From her expression, she hadn’t talked things through with Yorick before coming to see her. She had been abroad for the past few years, so she wasn’t up to speed with her family’s affairs.

Listening to Stella’s tone, Frost felt a slight tremor in her heart. She knew Yorick had feelings for Ursula. Even though she hadn’t been around, she had pieced together some information from various reports. The gist of it was that Ursula had nearly killed Stella.

Frost took a deep breath. “Ursula was the Larkin family’s adopted daughter, so the issues between you and her are the Larkin family’s matter, right?”

Family matters should be resolved behind closed doors, not dragged out into the open for everyone to see.

Stella nodded. “Yes, it’s a Larkin family issue, but Yorick’s been covering it up, suppressing all the evidence. He chose to get involved, so tell me, Frost, is he innocent?”

That car accident was a huge deal. When she figured out it was related to Ursula, she went on a rampage against Ursula, gathering substantial evidence.

But those people back then… there’s no need to explain.

Jaxon even went so far as to hire a hitman to help Ursula suppress the incident. And Yorick was part of it!

They said Yorick was her fiancé during those two years, but for her, he was just a pawn, a tool to fend off Ferrowland.

Frost’s pupils trembled at what she heard.

“So, you’re saying he knew Ursula caused the accident?”

Stella chuckled drily. “Go ask him who Felix is.”

Felix? Upon hearing that name, Frost’s breath caught in her throat. Felix was a notorious hitman, renowned globally for never missing a mark.

“You’re saying he hired Felix to go after you? Then how did you…”

“Wondering why I’m still alive? It’s because the Lugar family raised me.”

And she had a connection with Felix!

That was their most vicious attempt to take her down. They didn’t hesitate to hire Felix to take her life, but Stella wouldn’t have survived that time if it hadn’t been for her relationship with Felix.

Felix informed her about it later. If anyone wondered why she was so ruthless toward the Larkin family and Yorick, it was because of what they had done to her.

Jaxon was running around frantically because of Cloudia, suddenly recognizing her as his sister, huh? And Frost said Yorick was innocent?

Oh, innocence wasn’t something Frost’s protective words alone could decide.

Frost’s breathing quickened, and she gritted her teeth. “That bastard Yorick, how could he do that to you?”

Stella blinked in surprise.

Suddenly, Frost was furious. She stood up, flushing with anger. “I’m going back right now to wring Yorick’s neck.”

Stella was left speechless. The change was abrupt, but it made sense knowing Frost’s fiery nature.

Frost stormed out in a rage.

Stella shrugged. Let it be chaos. Maybe the Quarry family wasn’t chaotic enough, or Frost wouldn’t have waited this long to return.

With Frost gone, Stella was left alone. The housekeeper entered to clear away Frost’s coffee cup.

Stella turned and left the living room.

The butler approached respectfully. “Miss, is there anything you need to take back to Ferrowland?”

Stella shook her head. “No.”

Portis City hadn’t left a great impression on her during her two-year stay there. This time, returning to Ferrowland, she wanted to go back cleanly, without taking even a leaf from Portis City.

The butler nodded. “Understood.”

“Where’s Ronald?”

“In the study. Dr. Yoder and Mr. Cobb have arrived.”

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Stella nodded, not asking any more questions. She was eager to lie down in her room for a bit since she had a red-eye flight to catch
later that night. Although she could sleep on the plane, it just wasn’t as restful as sleeping in her own bed.
When she reached the stairway, Ronald and Hugo came downstairs, with Finley trailing behind them.
Seeing her, Ronald turned to Finley and said, “Hey, check on Star, will you?”
Finley looked puzzled. “Huh? What’s wrong with her?”
Ronald said, “She hasn’t had much appetite these past few days.”
After instructing Finley, Ronald turned to Stella, affectionately tousling her smooth hair. “I’m heading out for a bit.”
As soon as she heard Ronald was leaving with Hugo, Stella instinctively grabbed his wrist.
“There won’t be any more changes about returning to Ferrowland tonight, right?”
She hoped not. Delay again, and Susanna might be in tears over the phone.
Plus, she was worried about Susanna. Hull wouldn’t harm Susanna, but the stress of the situation was concerning. She needed to head back as soon as possible.
“Don’t worry. It’s all set,” Ronald reassured her.
“Good, then go ahead,” she said.
Ronald nodded and turned to leave with Hugo. He was indeed a busy
man.
Once they disappeared through the door, Stella asked Finley, “Is everything sorted with Lancelot?”
In Ferrowland, anyone daring enough to mess with Ronald’s stuff was quite a rarity. This Lancelot guy was certainly bold.
Finley paused for a moment when she mentioned Lancelot. Then, he said with a serious face, “There’s no more Lancelot in this world.”
Stella was shocked. She had sensed that Lancelot wouldn’t meet a good end after messing with Ronald. And it seemed she was right.
Finley noticed her concern. “You feeling unwell?”
Stella shrugged. “Not really unwell. I just haven’t had much of an appetite.”
Lately, food just didn’t taste as good as it used to. She used to find everything delicious, especially at night.
Finley asked, “No appetite? Bloated stomach?”
Stella nodded. “A little.”
Funny, she hadn’t eaten much, yet she felt somewhat bloated.
Finley contemplated for a moment, studying Stella with a thoughtful look.
His scrutiny made her uneasy. “It’s not some serious illness, right?” Anyone would feel anxious when a doctor looked at them like that. She was still young, and the last thing she needed was a health
scare.
Finley reassured her, “Definitely not a serious illness.”
“Oh.”
Then why the strange look? It’s not like a lack of appetite is a major illness.
Finley thought for a moment. “I’ll get you some pills to try.”
“What pills?” asked Stella.
“Digestive enzymes, the ones Ronald used to give you.”
Stella remembered, “Oh, those?”
She recalled having them during her hospital stay. They were tangy and sweet, with a surprisingly pleasant taste.
Finley didn’t think the bloating was serious, but something felt off to him, though he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. Oh well, he’d let her try the pills first.
Stella said, “Okay, I’ll take them.”
With that, she turned to head upstairs.
“Where are you off to?” Finley asked.
“Going to take a nap.”
Finley remarked, “You’ve been sleeping a lot lately, haven’t you?”
It seemed like Stella was always ready to nap.
His comment made her pause. Now that Finley mentioned it, she remembered she had slept exceptionally well recently.

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Stella used to breeze through her afternoons without needing a nap, full of energy and ready to tackle whatever her job threw at her.
But things had changed recently. After lunch, she found herself struggling to keep her eyes open. It was getting worse, sometimes she even needed a nap in the morning before dragging herself through the day. And adding up all these naps with her night’s sleep, she was spending a significant chunk of her time asleep.
But the quality of her sleep wasn’t good.
“I feel awful,” she confided in Finley. “Every time I sleep, I dream and wake up exhausted.”
What made it worse was that they were nightmares. Stella dreamt about snakes and other creepy crawlies, which made her skin crawl just thinking about them.
Finley raised an eyebrow. “More nightmares, huh? Maybe I should get you some herbal tea.”
Stella nodded, “Yeah, maybe that’ll help.”
The two friends chatted back and forth, eventually deciding that
Stella had insomnia, plagued by nightmares and perhaps an upset stomach.
Finley soon left, and Stella had just settled back into her room when her phone rang. It was Tegan.
“Tegan,” Stella answered the phone.
“Star…” Tegan’s voice sounded weak and shaky. Even over the phone, Stella could sense something was wrong.
Stella’s heart skipped a beat. “Tegan, what’s wrong?”
“Star, help…”
Stella’s eyes widened in panic. That single word, “help,” shattered any lingering drowsiness.
Reacting instantly, she demanded, “Where are you? What happened?” But there was only static on the line. Tegan’s voice was gone, replaced by chaotic noise that made it impossible to pinpoint her location.
Stella’s heart was pounding in her chest. She rushed out of her room, phone pressed to her ear, “Tegan, say something! Tegan, Tegan?”
Despite her pleas, Tegan’s voice didn’t return. Stella was in a frenzy, ready to bolt out the door.
The butler intercepted her at the bottom of the stairs. “Miss.”
“Who’s the driver with Tegan? Where are they? Find out, quickly!” Stella’s voice was urgent.
The butler hesitated, “Tegan was in an accident.”
Stella’s breath caught in her throat, disbelief washing over her as she stared at the butler.
The butler said, “We just got the call. Tegan was in a serious car accident.”
“How is she?” Stella’s voice wavered. She feared the worst, her mind replaying Tegan’s faint voice.
“The accident just happened. The driver was unconscious but has come to. He said Tegan was out cold, and they’ve called for an ambulance.”
Despite this, Stella was at her limit. “I’m going to see her.”
The butler offered, “I’ll arrange a car.”
“No need!” Stella snapped, already heading for the door. “Send me their location right now.”
The butler tried to protest, but Stella had already grabbed her car keys and dashed outside. She was still in her loungewear, not even
bothering to grab a coat.
Worried, the butler instructed a maid, “Get Miss a coat quickly.”
As he sent the location to Stella, he heard her car roar to life, tires screeching as she sped off into the cold, snowy world.
The butler’s anxiety spiked. The roads were treacherous this time of year, and he feared for Stella’s safety. As he grabbed the coat from the maid, he quickly dialed Ronald’s number, seeking help.

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About twenty minutes later, Stella arrived at the crash site. As soon as she stepped out of her car, she saw Uriah cradling Tegan gently, carrying her onto the ambulance.

Stella instinctively rushed forward. “Tegan!”

There was so much blood.

Just moments ago, Tegan had been chatting away with her over the phone, and now, she lay silently in Uriah’s arms. Her face was as pale as a ghost, devoid of any color.

Stella’s heart twisted painfully.

Before she could get closer, the ambulance doors shut, and it sped away.

The accident scene was a mess. The front of Tegan’s car was damaged, and a truck had flipped over nearby.

The driver who was with Tegan limped over, addressing Stella respectfully, “Ms. Quinn.”

Stella looked at the driver, still in shock. “You were driving for Tegan?” The driver nodded, pointing to a spot on the road. “Yes, the car was initially parked over there.”

“Parked?”

“Yes, as soon as we exited the junction, it lost control and rammed into us.”

Stella’s eyes widened in disbelief. Her heart skipped a beat. She looked at the car’s front end again, and it seemed deliberate.

The driver didn’t say much, but the message was clear to Stella. Drivers working for the Quinn family were highly trained, with a keen sense of danger and a sharp memory of their surroundings. If the driver said the car was parked there, he must have noticed it from afar.

A car parked by the roadside suddenly colliding with theirs? Was the accident aimed at Ronald, or was it targeting Tegan?

It couldn’t have targeted Ronald. If it were, the perpetrator wouldn’t resort to such amateurish tactics.

So, it was targeting Tegan? If it was meant for Tegan, then she had been under surveillance for some time!

Stella’s mind raced, and her breathing grew rapid.

She closed her eyes for a moment. “You should head to the hospital.” The driver nodded, “Okay.”

“I’ll take you.” She glanced at the driver’s leg. He wasn’t seriously injured, but he was limping.

Besides, she needed to check on Tegan’s condition at the hospital. The driver hesitated, “But…”

A driver being chauffeured by his employer? That broke all sorts of protocols.

Stella knew what he was thinking and said calmly, “Just get in.”

It wasn’t the time for etiquette.

Hearing her, the driver nodded nervously, “Thank you, Ms. Quinn.”

They were about to get into the car when suddenly, two cars pulled up just a few feet away. One of them opened its door first.

Ronald stepped out, exuding a stern and intense aura, and locked eyes with Stella.

Her heart skipped a beat. “Weren’t you out on business, Ronald?”

Seeing her in such thin clothing, Ronald quickly closed the distance and pulled her into a warm embrace.

He scolded gently, “Why didn’t you wear more when you left the house?”

It wasn’t until he mentioned it that Stella realized she was feeling cold.

As Ronald took off his jacket to wrap around her, the family butler hurried out of the other car. “Sir, Miss Stella’s coat.”

Noticing how lightly dressed Stella was, the butler had brought her coat, worrying both about her catching cold and her reckless driving. Ronald accepted the coat and wrapped it around Stella. “Put your arms through. Wear it properly.”

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Thirty minutes later, Stella rushed into the Hospital, where Tegan was still in the emergency room.

Uriah was pacing outside the doors, seething with anger as he barked into his phone, “Get that truck driver here now. I’m going to question him myself.”

Even from a distance, Stella could feel his dangerous aura.

The hospital’s chief and director stood nervously in the hallway, anxiously awaiting for any updates.

Uriah ended his call and turned to Ethan, who was standing by his side. “Check all the driver’s financial transactions.”

Ethan nodded, already a step ahead. “I’ve got it,” he replied, handing his phone over to Uriah.

Having been by Uriah’s side for years, Ethan knew exactly what needed to be done the moment things took a turn.

As soon as the ambulance was en route, Ethan sensed something fishy, prompting him to dig deeper. It wasn’t paranoia but necessity. Recently, the people around Uriah had shown increasing hostility toward Tegan.

Uriah skimmed through the information on Ethan’s phone, his demeanor growing even more menacing by the second.

Stella had hurried to the hospital intending to share what Ronald, her

driver, had noticed. But now, it seemed unnecessary.

Uriah’s eyes narrowed. “Fine, bring Helena…” He paused, his voice turning icy, “to Officer Archer.”

Ethan’s heart skipped a beat at Uriah’s command. He nodded, adding, “And what about Mrs. Horner?”

Helena was a distant relative of Mrs. Horner’s, the daughter of her cousin’s wife’s brother, to be exact. Her parents had tragically died in a plane crash two years ago.

Though not closely related, there was enough of a connection that Mrs. Horner had taken her in. Somehow, Helena had charmed Mrs. Horner, who had tried to match her with Uriah. Given the situation, Mrs. Horner would be upset, considering her fondness for Helena.

Uriah’s eyes turned cold at the mention of his mother. “Does she think she can manipulate the law?”

Ethan was stunned. Certainly not! But she did have her ways. It was a headache, to say the least.

But Uriah was determined. Helena would be taken away and questioned.

“I’m on it,” Ethan said and left.

Uriah lit a cigarette, taking two deep drags. The chief and director remained silent, afraid to interrupt.

Stella approached cautiously.

Uriah glanced at her, exhaling smoke without a word.

Stella wasn’t sure what to say now.

The doors to the emergency room swung open, and Tegan was wheeled out.

Uriah was by her side in an instant. He took her hand gently. “Tegan.”

His voice quivered with emotion, his hand tenderly brushing over the bandage on her forehead.

The attending nurse removed her mask and reassured them, “Ms. James has only minor injuries. Nevertheless, she’ll need to stay for observation overnight.”

Uriah nodded, finally noticing the bandages on Tegan’s leg and the superficial cut on her forehead.

Stella stepped closer.

Conscious but visibly tired, Tegan ignored Uriah and looked at Stella instead. She withdrew her hand from Uriah’s grasp and reached out to Stella. “Star.”

Her sudden movement left Uriah feeling oddly empty, a pang in his chest…

Stella took Tegan’s hand and said with regret. “I’m so sorry.”

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It was Ronald who had sent word for Tegan to come to Mist Bay, and It was the Mist Bay driver who picked her up. None of this would have happened if she hadn’t come to Mist Bay.

Tegan shook her head. “Don’t apologize. If it weren’t for your driver’s quick reflexes, that truck would have run right over where! was sitting.”

Would she have survived that?

At that moment, Tegan’s voice was calm, with a sense of relief from narrowly escaping disaster.

However, her words hit like a ton of bricks for Uriah, crashing down on his heart.

Stella spoke up, “You…”

“I saw it,” Tegan continued, “the truck driver’s first instinct was to avoid danger for himself. But your driver saved me.”

The driver positioned himself in the way of the truck, stopping its wheels in their tracks. In a split second, he jumped out and climbed onto the truck, dragging the truck driver out.

Tegan knew that person had deliberately aimed to take her life. Had it been anyone else driving, or had she driven herself back, it might have been her last day.

These words were meant for Stella to hear but also made things clear to Uriah.

Stella gripped Tegan’s hand tightly. “Tegan.”

She understood it, too. When Tegan was with Uriah, people merely disliked her, and Uriah protected her.

But now, they didn’t just dislike her. They hated her enough to plot against her life.

If it weren’t for Uriah, she, the savior of the Horner family, would be treated worse than a stray dog in that household.

Once, it was Uriah who kept her going, but now…

Tegan grasped Stella’s wrist. “You’re heading back to Ferrowland tonight, aren’t you?”

Stella hesitated. Faced with Tegan’s gaze, she couldn’t bring herself to say “yes.”

With Tegan in such danger, it didn’t seem right to leave. Knowing someone was plotting against Tegan’s life, she couldn’t rest easy

When noticing Stella’s hesitation, Tegan’s lips curled into a bitter smile. “I’ll go too.”

“Tegan.” Uriah, who had been silent, suddenly spoke up, his voice tinged with panic and restraint.

Stella was stunned by Tegan’s decision to leave with her.

Tegan ignored Uriah. She held Stella’s hand tightly, “Star, you have a way, don’t you?”

Stella hesitated.

A way? Was this girl planning to escape Uriah?

Stella instinctively glanced at Uriah, whose face was tense, his hands clenched into fists.

She understood. Tegan wanted to leave Uriah and head to Ferrowland, something Uriah would never agree to.

And Tegan’s plea for a “way” meant she wanted Stella to use Ronald’s influence to get her out. Had things really gotten this bad between her and Uriah?

Uriah stepped forward, pulling Tegan’s hand from Stella’s grasp. “Tegan, don’t you think you should…”

“Give you a reasonable explanation?”

He didn’t get to finish before Tegan interrupted him.

“Then shouldn’t you explain why your mother has been against me all these years?” Tegan demanded.

“What right does she have? What right does the entire Horner family have?” She nearly shouted the last part.

Uriah was at a loss for words.

Stella felt a jolt in her chest.

Tegan yanked her hand away from Uriah’s grip, her eyes filled with resentment as she looked at him. The warmth and passion that once filled her gaze were gone.

Facing Tegan’s cold stare, Uriah felt a pang in his heart. “Did you believe what Forrest said?”

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Their eyes locked.

At that moment. It felt like a vast ocean had suddenly come between them, even though they were right before each other.

Tegan turned her face away, ignoring Uriah’s words.

But the next instant, Uriah gently but firmly turned her face back to him, forcing their eyes to meet again. “Tell me. Have you seen Forrest again?”

Tegan narrowed her eyes. “Don’t blame everything on Forrest. The issues between us have nothing to do with him.”

“Then what are they about?” Uriah’s voice rose, frustration boiling over.

The air around them seemed to freeze.

Tegan looked at Uriah silently, saying nothing.

Uriah’s grip on her wrist tightened. “Tegan.”

“I need some space, and right now, I don’t want to see you. Can I have that?” Tegan spoke the last few words through gritted teeth.

Uriah’s entire demeanor became even more dangerous.

It was the first time Stella had witnessed such tension between the two. From everything she knew, Uriah had always been protective of Tegan. But now, what had happened between them?

As things seemed about to escalate, Stella stepped forward. “Uriah, Tegan’s just been through a lot and got hurt. She might not be clear-minded. Would you give her some time and space?”

Uriah was teetering on the edge of fury, and Stella was genuinely worried he might hurt Tegan.

The mention of Tegan being ‘hurt’ seemed to pull Uriah back to his senses. He looked at Tegan, slowly releasing his grip.

Stella sighed in relief.

“Let me talk to Tegan alone, okay?” she suggested.

This resistance towards Uriah was new for Tegan. Even when they discussed Uriah in the past, she had only been resistant to his family. But towards Uriah himself…

No, Stella remembered now. She had sensed something was off between Tegan and Uriah even then. Her gaze tightened as she looked at Tegan

Unah stood up and glanced at Stella. His eyes had regained their clarity, but he said nothing and turned, striding down the hallway.

Stella turned to the frightened nurse. “Please, take her to her room.”

Uriah’s presence had been so intense that no one, not even the chief doctor, dared to interject during the confrontation.

Now that Uriah had left, the doctor quickly instructed, “Take Ms. James to her room.”

Despite the Horner family’s disdain for Tegan, everyone knew she was Uriah’s cherished one.

Stella had the butler with her, and Ronald just left after taking her to the hospital.

Now, in the hospital room, it was just Stella and Tegan.

Stella took Tegan’s hand. “What’s going on between you and Uriah?”

They used to be so close. And then there was that other thing: “Who is Helena?”

Stella had overheard Uriah on the phone, mentioning handing Helena over to Archer.

Helena? In all her years in Portis City, Stella had never heard of her. She only knew Mrs. Horner had been trying to set Uriah up on blind dates recently.

Was Helena one of those dates? If so, it was ridiculous. Going on a date and then acting like this toward Tegan. Who did she think she was?

Tegan replied, “Uriah’s distant cousin. No blood relation.”

Technically, she was a cousin, but distantly so, with generations in between.

Stella asked, “Did she have something to do with the accident?”

Tegan closed her eyes, weary of the Horner family’s endless drama. She didn’t want to deal with it anymore. “Let’s not talk about them, Star. I want to leave Portis City. Can you take me away?”

At that moment, as Tegan mentioned leaving Portis City again, Stella knew she meant it.

Chapter 500

Stella could sense Tegan’s unprecedented determination. Over the years, she had witnessed Tegan’s struggles within the Horner family, and now, she nodded firmly. “Okay, I’ll help you get out of here.”

Tegan’s despair was palpable. She was a remarkably mature young woman, always facing challenges head-on. The impulse to escape was unlike her usual self, and Stella understood that sometimes, in moments of despair, you don’t need to ask questions. You just need to nod and be there for them. Stella wouldn’t press if Tegan didn’t want to talk about it.

“Really?” Tegan’s eyes, previously filled with sorrow, now gleamed with a glimmer of hope.

Stella nodded. “Yeah.”

“But what about Uriah…” Tegan trailed off, clearly troubled. Uriah wasn’t likely to let her go easily, and that was what worried her the most.

Stella didn’t know what had happened between them to bring things to this point. But seeing the light in Tegan’s eyes, she reassured her, “Don’t worry. I’ve got a plan.”

With that, she pulled out her phone and called Ronald. “Hey, I’m taking Tegan with me to Ferrowland. There’s some trouble with Uriah.”

Those few words conveyed everything.

Tegan clutched her blanket, tense with uncertainty.

Ronald paused for a moment on the other end, then replied, “I’ll handle it.”

Those four words came through the phone, which brought Tegan a sense of relief.

Stella continued, “Okay, can you have Finley come to the hospital later?”

Finley was a doctor, and with Tegan’s recent injury, they needed to ensure she was fit to travel after a thorough check-up.

Ronald agreed, his tone ever supportive. They exchanged a few more words before ending the call, and Stella turned to Tegan with

assurance, “It’s done.”

Tegan managed a bittersweet smile. “Star, I do envy you.”

Mr. Quinn of Ferrowland was quite renowned, yet Stella could express her own desires without hesitation. She spoke, and he listened.

Stella fell silent, understanding what Tegan envied. She had once thought Tegan and Uriah had a similar relationship. But seeing Tegan so constrained, it was clear there was something in Uriah’s demands she couldn’t agree to.

Meanwhile, in Ferrowland, Susanna was in her room, desperately thirsty after consuming too much salty pasta. She wanted to head downstairs for a drink but was wary of running into Hull and his dim-witted buddy. Any wrong word could ignite Hull’s temper, and she’d suffer.

Susanna was stunned when Stella called to say Tegan was coming to Ferrowland.

“Is she coming for a visit? Will Uriah be joining her?”

In Susanna’s mind, Tegan and Uriah were inseparable. Wherever one went, the other would follow. Uriah was always the one leading the way.

Stella simply replied, “He won’t be.”.

Susanna was surprised. “Really? Won’t Uriah object to that?”

For years, wherever Uriah went, Tegan was by his side. It was hard to imagine her coming alone.

Before Stella could respond, there was a knock at Susanna’s door. She gripped her phone tightly. “Who is it?”

“It’s time to change my dressing,” Hull’s stern voice came from the other side.

Susanna’s heart skipped a beat. Why did she have to be the one to do this, when his people were around?

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