Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath [Stella] (Chapters 511 to 520) – Daisy Novels

Chapter 511

The two were deep in conversation when Idris entered. Stella

immediately scooted closer to Ronald, sitting obediently by his side.

Ronald gave Idris a sideways glance, his expression less than welcoming. “What is it?”

“Mr. Larkin is here,” Idris replied, nodding toward the waiting room. “He’s causing a scene, insisting he sees Miss Stella.”

When hearing Jaxon’s name, Ronald’s eyes turned icy. “Causing a scene?”

Idris nodded again. “He’s making a fuss. He must have heard Miss Stella might not return to Portis City after heading back to Ferrowland. He’s too desperate to care about his dignity anymore.”

Jaxon was indeed frantic. With the Larkin family in shambles, he believed everything could be set right if only Stella would help. Knowing she was leaving Portis City made him anxious.

Ronald closed his eyes briefly, then spat out, “Throw him out.”

If Jaxon wanted to throw away his dignity, Ronald was more than happy to help.

“Wait,” Stella interjected.

Ronald opened his eyes to look at her. “Why?”

She smiled slightly, “If he wants to suffer, shouldn’t we let him?” Ronald raised an eyebrow. “Tossing him out would do just that.”

With so many people at the airport, Jaxon would be humiliated enough. Ronald had already had Idris look into the Larkin family when they landed in Portis City. They were new money, and reputation meant everything to them.

Stella shook her head. “Reputation means nothing to them now.”

She stood up from beside Ronald and glanced at Idris. “Where is he?” “By the door,” Idris replied.

Stella nodded, then turned back to Ronald. “I’ll be right back.”

Without waiting for a response, she walked out.

Ronald watched her retreating figure, a smile playing on his lips.

Idris followed her, but Ronald stopped him. “Let her go on her own. She can handle it.”

Idris nodded, understanding. “Yes, Miss Stella’s grown up now.”

She was no longer the little girl who came crying to Ronald each time she got bullied. Somewhere along the way, she’d learned to face her challenges head-on.

Ronald’s smile turned indulgent. “Grown-up? More like mischievous.”

Idris chuckled. Stella had always toyed with the Larkin family, and now she had them wrapped around her finger. When they learned she was part of the Lugar family, their faces turned an amusing shade of green as if they’d lost billions overnight.

Outside, Jaxon was waiting. Though he wasn’t causing a scene, he was visibly agitated, with bandaged hands and a limp that made it hard for him to stand still. At most, he was scowling and muttering.

“I need to see Stella. I’m not leaving until I do,” he insisted stubbornly to Idris’s men. He was careful not to demand to see his ‘sister’ too loudly. They were at an airport, and he knew Stella was with Ronald. He dared not make a scene.

As Idris’s men were about to lose their patience and call him for instructions, Stella arrived. The men holding Jaxon back nodded to her respectfully. “Ms. Quinn.”

Stella waved them off. “Let him go.”

Jaxon’s eyes lit up with relief, and his anger dissipated, replaced by a pleading look. “Stella, you’re finally seeing me.”

His grievances were momentarily forgotten as he realized this might be his last chance to see her. He tried to grab her hand. “Star, my dear sister…”

But Stella stepped back, her glare undisguised in its distaste. The word ‘sister’ made her skin crawl.

When Stella was with the Larkins, Jaxon had called Ursula ‘sister’ at every turn. It was only a word, but their attitudes truly disgusted her.

And he called her his dear sister? The word made her shiver with revulsion.

Jaxon hesitated as Stella dodged his hand, leaving him awkwardly frozen with nowhere to place it. He retracted it, feeling a bit lost and embarrassed.

He opened his mouth to speak, but Stella beat him to it, “So, are you here for Ursula or Cloudia?”

Jaxon hesitated.

Cloudia?

Was that what she called their mother? He took a deep breath, ready to lash out.

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Yet, facing Stella’s cold and steely gaze, and recalling her formidable skills, Jaxon swallowed back his words. “Could you just let it go about Mom? Please, I’m begging you.”

Ursula’s issues were the least of his worries at the moment. Having uncovered some unsettling truths, Jaxon’s heart was still simmering with anger. He was furious, enraged. The sister he once thought was kind and gentle had turned into a monster. He couldn’t accept it. Determined, he had sought out Stella, not intending to do anything more for Ursula. His only concern now was for his mother.

Stella raised an eyebrow and laughed sarcastically, “Begging me?” Jaxon nodded earnestly. “Yes, I’m begging you. Whatever you want, let Mom go, please. She may have seemed like she had it all, but inside she’s been miserable for years.”

“You know as well as I do. Dad’s never been faithful. She’s never felt secure. She’s just a sorry soul.”

To Jaxon, all those rumors about his father Blaise’s escapades were an open secret. So, he saw Cloudia as a tragic figure, a woman trapped in a grand house, unable to withstand the turmoil within her family. With everything turned upside down, she’s paying the price. Stella smirked, “Sorry soul? And what does that have to do with me?” Cloudia was pitiful, huh? Much of her plight was her own doing. She was blind, stubborn, and completely oblivious. Warnings about Ursula not being a good person had likely fallen on deaf ears for years. But Cloudia chose not to listen, so who was to blame?

Jaxon’s breath caught. “You…”

Stella smiled wryly and interrupted him, “You must be joking, asking me to let her go? She attacked your father’s mistress. How am I supposed to let her off the hook? Jaxon, have you lost your mind? Even if you want to beg, I’m not the one you should be asking.”

It was absurd, really, asking her to spare Cloudia.

“But can you really say that the Larkin family isn’t like this because of you?” Jaxon’s suppressed anger was bubbling to the surface.

Everything had fallen apart because of Stella. The Larkin family was in ruins because she had Ronald backing her.

Stella replied calmly, “Yes, because of me. But let’s be clear. I have no intention of sparing any of you.”

It was overwhelming to hear Stella’s firm resolve. Despair spread through Jaxon’s heart like a slow poison. “Stella…”

Her eyes narrowed as she cut him off, “From the moment you and Yorick conspired with Felix to kill me, I would crush all your wealth and splendor. It was only a matter of time.”

Jaxon’s already suffocating heart felt like it was being squeezed tighter, his mind buzzing with Stella’s words. Her final remark was particularly ruthless, making Jaxon understand why Stella had been so relentless toward them.

“You… you knew everything…”

“Of course, I knew. What, did you think everyone was as clueless as you? Not even knowing when you’re being targeted?”

Stella knew it all, and knowing made her heart even colder.

Jaxon was speechless, his heart sinking deeper. Before coming, he had prepared a slew of pleas, but his words crumbled to dust when facing Stella’s ruthless determination.

There was no pleading with her. She knew everything. How could he possibly plead?

But thinking of his mother, Jaxon forced himself to speak despite his fear, “She gave birth to you…”

“Star, it’s time to go.”

Ronald’s stern voice from a short distance away cut Jaxon’s words off.

Stella turned, giving Ronald a sweet smile. “Coming.”

When she faced Jaxon again, the sweetness was gone, replaced by an icy edge, which made Jaxon’s heart ache even more.

Stella said, “The bond of blood and the fact she gave birth to me, those are things you all chose to discard. Words once spoken are like spilled milk. Mr. Larkin, do you think you can just lap them off the floor?”

Indeed, he couldn’t. Jaxon was left speechless. No one could undo what they had done. So, what now?

Before he could say anything more, Stella turned and walked toward Ronald.

Ronald extended his broad hand, and Stella placed hers in his palm.

At that moment, Ronald’s hand closed around hers in a simple gesture that spoke volumes. But Jaxon saw how much Ronald cherished Stella. Stella was a precious gem to him.

So, while the Larkin family had once undervalued her, she was truly treasured by the Lugar family.

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But what did Stella have that made her so special? Why did the Lugar family cherish her so much? Why did the renowned Ronald of Ferrowland spoil her so much? His relentless pressure on the Larkin family had been absolutely merciless during this time.

When Jaxon realized it, Stella was already far away. He wanted to chase after her, but she had vanished without a trace.

“Damn it.” Jaxon slapped himself across the face in frustration.

Recalling Stella’s cold indifference toward him and the Larkin family drove him mad.

What was he supposed to do with the mess? Was this really how it was all going to end, with no resolution?

No matter what he tried recently, nothing seemed to work. Those who were once friendly with the Larkin family hung up the phone when they heard his voice. The Larkin family had become pariahs, avoided by everyone.

Jaxon stood there, fuming for what felt like an eternity. He wanted to find Stella, but she was nowhere to be found.

When someone bumped into him, knocking him to the ground, his simmering anger found a target. He lashed out at the person, “Watch where you’re going! Are you blind? If so, you might as well gouge your eyes out. What’s the use of keeping them?”

Only after his outburst did he realize it was a child who had bumped into him. The kid’s parents were not having it and promptly gave him a beating.

They shouted, “What kind of monster are you, to speak so viciously to a child?”

Jaxon’s fiery arrogance was swiftly extinguished by their fists. His rage, not fully vented, was now bottled up once again.

By the time Jaxon managed to drag his battered self back home, he was a wreck.

Due to unpaid wages, two of the maids had already been driven away by Ursula’s temper, and even the butler had left.

The only one remaining was Winona in the kitchen, stubbornly holding out in hopes of eventually getting paid.

But she offered Jaxon and Ursula no pleasantries. After all, nothing was more infuriating for a worker than unpaid wages.

When she saw Jaxon return battered and bruised, Winona didn’t even bother to ask what happened. She turned her face away, as cold as ice.

Seeing the cook had the nerve to give him attitude, Jaxon fumed, “Fuck off! If you’re going to work, work properly. If not, get lost. Who do you think you’re giving attitude?”

Such indignities were unheard of during the Larkin family’s glory days. What had it all come to?

Winona snorted, “Pay me what you owe, and I’m gone.”

Did he think this was a place fit for anyone to stay? Back when she got paid, they treated them like dirt, and now with no pay, they still threw their weight around?

Jaxon’s head throbbed with anger. He snorted back, ignoring Winona, and headed upstairs.

Watching Jaxon’s retreating figure, Winona muttered, “It’s a damn shame, huh? Those who don’t pay their workers still think they’re in the right.”

Jaxon climbed the stairs. He could hear Ursula’s voice coming from her room, “You’re my aunt. If you don’t help me, who will?

If it weren’t for me getting you into the company, do you think you’d be living the good life you have now? I’m telling you. You must talk to my dad and get my medical expenses covered.”

Ursula’s tone was frantic as she yelled into the phone. Whatever the conversation had been, she was clearly upset now.

The words ‘my dad’ made it clear to Jaxon who Ursula was talking to. His face darkened instantly! Limping, he went to Ursula’s room.

From the doorway, he saw her sitting at her vanity, back to the door, engrossed in her call, oblivious to his presence.

Jaxon was seething with anger.

Whatever the woman said on the other end of the line made Ursula scream, “What do you mean, you’re not my aunt?

Do you think the entire Larkin family is yours just because you had twins with my dad? I’m telling you, that’s not happening. Jaxon and I are still here, and you better get me those four million dollars…”

The phrase ‘not my aunt’ sent Ursula into a frenzy. She yelled hysterically, “Without me, you’d probably still be washing dishes somewhere, not living the life you have now, you ungrateful…”

“Hello, hello?”

Before she could finish, the woman on the other end hung up.

Furious, Ursula slammed the phone down on the vanity with a thud and began to cough violently.

Then blood splattered across the vanity mirror.

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She stared at the specks of blood with wide eyes, then caught sight of Jaxon in the mirror.

Whirling around, her face went ashen. “Jaxon? You…”

Jaxon clenched his fists, a dangerous sneer playing at the corner of his mouth. “That woman is your aunt, isn’t she?”

Ursula was speechless.

Already pale, she felt her heart caught in a vice at Jaxon’s words. “Jaxon, listen. I…”

“Shut up, Ursula. Say one more word, and I’ll make you regret it!” Jaxon roared with anger.

So much had happened. The Larkin Group was under siege. Jaxon’s father had twins with another woman. Cloudia had gone off the rails and ended up in jail. And this mistress was Ursula’s aunt. Ursula had even orchestrated a car crash that nearly killed Stella!

How perfectly tragic such a string of events was!

Jaxon snapped, “Ursula, you’re such a backstabber. You’re sick, and that’s your damn fault. It’s karma catching up with you.”

Ursula gasped, unable to believe Jaxon’s words.

He said what? This was her karma?

Jaxon continued, “You deserve everything coming to you. Of everyone in the Larkin family, you’re the worst.”

Ursula was stunned.

She freaked out. “We grew up together, and now you’re cursing me like this?”

Had he forgotten how they’d grown up together, how strong their bond had always been? Was he willing to abandon their sibling bond for Stella?

Mentioning their childhood made Jaxon more resentful. “Get out, now. I don’t want to see you here.”

Ursula was shocked. “What?”

“Get out! You don’t belong to the Larkin family anymore.” Jaxon was completely enraged.

Whenever he thought of the dire straits the Larkin family was in because of Stella and Ursula, he didn’t want to acknowledge either of them.

Seeing Jaxon fuming, clearly not joking, Ursula’s eyes welled up with tears. “In my condition, where am I supposed to go? Do you want me to die out there?”

In her current state, she might not survive the night if she got thrown out.

The mere thought of her dying weighed heavily on Jaxon’s heart. But considering the Larkin family’s situation, he closed his eyes. When he opened them again, they were icy cold as he looked at Ursula. “This isn’t your home. You don’t belong here.”

With that, he stormed into Ursula’s room. He flung open the wardrobe and tossed her clothes out the window in a frenzy.

Ursula was terrified by his actions, her face turning ghostly white, and she screamed, “No, please don’t.”

But in his blind rage, Jaxon didn’t even feel the pain from his injured arm. He went on a rampage, throwing everything of Ursula’s out the window.

Ursula tried to stop him but was knocked to the ground by Jaxon, who was carrying her belongings.

The pain left her unable to stand. She could only cry out in desperation, “Please, don’t do this to me, Jaxon. I’m begging you.”

Yet, no matter how much she pleaded, the Jaxon who once cherished her and even stood against Stella for her sake was unmoved.

In no time, chaos had engulfed the entire Larkin family.

Meanwhile, on the plane.

Stella was nestled against Ronald, fast asleep, her head resting gently against his neck. She had been exhausted even before they boarded.

Noticing Stella’s slumber as he spoke on the phone, Ronald lowered his voice. “Okay, let’s leave it at that.”

Without waiting for a response, he ended the call, handing the phone to Idris, then scooped Stella up and carried her to the lounge.

Trailing behind, Finley smirked. “Look at that. He’s turned her into such a princess.”

He was still bitter about Ronald sending him off to the Muliba Desert.

Idris caught the note of resentment in Finley’s voice and glanced back at him. “You should be grateful it’s just the Muliba Desert.”

Finley raised an eyebrow. “Oh?”

Idris smirked. “You know Ronald would do anything for Miss Stella. Anything.”

Finley was stunned. Sending him off to the Muliba Desert was already beyond the pale, let alone anything more extreme!

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Ronald gently laid Stella down on the bed. As he was about to stand up, he noticed her hand still clutching the hem of his shirt.

A small smile played on his lips, a sense of nostalgia washing over him from the feeling of being needed.

He carefully pried Stella’s fingers loose and tucked her in before leaving the room.

Finley was waiting for him outside. The look Finley gave him was one of utter exasperation.

Ronald raised an eyebrow. “Thinking of staying longer in…”

“Don’t even,” Finley cut him off mid-sentence.

“Then what’s with the look? Want me to pile on more tasks?”

Finley rolled his eyes dramatically. “This isn’t about wanting more to do. Seriously, that place is terrible. You can send anyone else there.”

He knew full well why Ronald wanted him to go. It wasn’t really exile as much as it was fixing a problem.

But to Finley, it didn’t seem like such a big deal.

Ronald moved over to the sofa as a flight attendant came by and offered him a glass of his favorite red wine. Finley grabbed a glass too.

Ronald sipped it and said, “We can’t delay it any longer. You need to get on it quickly.”

Finley realized there was no getting out of this one. He muttered with a resigned sigh, “Fine, but just this once. Next time, send someone else to that godforsaken place.”

Ronald smirked, “It depends on how well you perform.”

Finley groaned internally. ‘Perform? What did that even mean? My medical expertise?’

“Listen, I honestly forgot it and didn’t expect you to be in such a rush,” Finley said, trying to defend himself.

“Given your past behavior, I’d never have thought you’d be okay with Stella being pregnant before marriage.”

Ronald chuckled darkly. “Who would dare criticize her?”

Finley had to admit no one would. The chaos in Portis City was proof enough. Anyone trying to stir trouble for Stella had to be ready for Ronald’s wrath.

The Larkin family was doomed, and the Quarry family wasn’t faring much better…

After a brief conversation with Stella, Frost Quarry had stormed back home. When she saw Yorick, she unleashed her fury, kicking him in the gut so hard that he doubled over, gasping for air.

“Frost, you crazy woman! Who’ll marry you with that temper?”

Frost’s strength could qualify as domestic violence. Their mother used to worry Frost would end up in an abusive marriage, but Yorick figured his sister was more likely to be the abuser.

Clutching his stomach, he stood up with a twisted expression. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

This damn sister of his! They barely saw each other, and when they did, it always ended in violence. While others had sibling bonds forged in love, theirs seemed to be forged in battle.

Frost had been fuming the whole way home and then had a perfect target for her rage. With everything going on in the Quarry family, Yorick still found time to be out gallivanting?

The more Frost thought about it, the angrier she got. She aimed another kick at his ribs, but Yorick dodged it this time.

“Frost, what the hell is wrong with you?”

“Me? What about you? That sickly girl was trouble even before she was sick. I warned you she was nuts, and you still went after her? You even considered murder for her?”

Descending the stairs, Imogen overheard Frost’s words. Her fragile state from a recent hospital visit made her nearly trip in shock. “Murder? What murder?”

Yorick’s face turned dark. “Frost!”

He didn’t want this out in the open, especially since he’d severed all ties with Ursula. But how did Frost find out?

Frost sneered, “Oh, you’re scared now? Tell me, who is Felix?”

“Fe-Felix?” Imogen’s face turned ghostly pale at the mention of the name.

How was Yorick involved with Felix, a notorious hitman? Was he out of his mind?

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Yorick’s face instantly darkened. “How did you know?”

Frost smirked, “Oh, how did I know? Well, I’ve met Stella. You didn’t really think she was clueless about all your dirty deeds, did you?”

Yorick was stunned, his already grim expression shattering further. So, Frost had seen Stella and knew they had hired Felix to take Stella out? Did Stella tell her everything? Did it mean Stella knew it all?

No wonder Stella had shown no mercy toward the Larkin and Quarry families since Ronald arrived in Portis City. She knew Felix was his doing. So, she must also been aware that he and Jaxon had pooled money together for this mess.

Yorick’s breathing grew more erratic.

Imogen burst into tears. “You, you went to such lengths for the witch Ursula?”

“I’ll deal with that witch myself!” Imogen cried out, furious. To her, Ursula had brought the Quarry family to its knees. Yorick might have married Stella and benefited from the Lugar family’s influence without her interference.

And now…now it was all ruined. Even Hogan got sent back here because of offending Stella. It was like they had hurt one Stella and ended up making enemies with every major power in Ferrowland!

Yorick closed his eyes. “I’ve already cut ties with Ursula. There’s no point in going after her.”

His voice was cold and filled with disappointment when talking about Ursula.

Still raging, Imogen declared, “I won’t let her off easy. I’ll make her life a living hell.”

A sickly woman bringing such ruin to the Quarry family, she couldn’t swallow this indignation.

Yorick glared at Frost.

Frost kicked him again, and this time, caught off guard, Yorick grunted in pain. Clutching his stomach, he cursed inwardly about how Frost was like Stella, with their habit of kicking people in the gut. He felt like he was being kicked into oblivion.

Stella awoke groggily on the plane, dreaming she had returned to Ferrowland, only to find Susanna crying in her arms.

Realizing it was just a dream, she blinked awake.

Ronald was sitting beside her, working on documents. Seeing her suddenly sit up, he paused, set the tablet aside, and wrapped an arm around her. “Bad dream?”

Still dazed, Stella snuggled against him, “Dreamt about Susie.”

“What sushi?” Ronald asked, momentarily confused, thinking Stella was craving sushi.

There was sushi on the plane. Idris had brought some along.

Stella clarified, “Susie.”

“Want some?”

“Susanna, I mean!” Stella felt exasperated. Hadn’t she mentioned that was what she called Susanna?

Momentarily flustered from his work, Ronald chuckled, “Oh, right. What about her?”

“She was sobbing uncontrollably. I don’t know what Hull did to upset her so much,” Stella mumbled.

Stella was quite helpless about Susanna’s fear of Hull. Hull did look a bit intimidating, but he wouldn’t hurt Susanna, right? Surely not.

Unbeknownst to them, back in Ferrowland, Susanna was in a state of panic. She had mixed up the medications, applying an oral tablet meant for ingestion onto a wound and giving Hull an external medication to swallow by mistake!

Silas, Barnaby, and Enzo were all there, accompanied by several doctors.

Silas and Enzo were inside with the doctors, while Barnaby stood outside, glaring at her, eyebrows knit in fury.

He scolded, “Susanna, I hate to say it, but I wonder if you were here to kill my boss.”

Susanna shivered at his words, shaking her head vigorously. “No, I’m not! I’m not.”

Take Hull out? Were they seriously suspecting her of that? She feared they might really get rid of her!

Barnaby huffed, “Then what are you? Are you seriously that dumb? Can’t you even tell the difference between internal and external medicine?”

“Are you illiterate? Or just plain ignorant?”

Susanna was at a loss for words, tears streaming down her face, feeling utterly defeated and on the brink of a breakdown.

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She didn’t mean to do it. It all started when she tried to get two different types of pills out of the bottles. Then she went to get the pill crusher, and with all the water pouring and whatnot, things just got mixed up… It wasn’t until Hull was throwing up like crazy that she realized she’d given him the wrong pills.

The doctors and everyone else were still inside, and Susanna couldn’t explain herself.

She cried out through tears, “I swear, I didn’t mean to!”

Barnaby chimed in, “Now you’re crying? Wait till Boss finds out. He’ll kill you!”

Upon hearing Barnaby’s words, Susanna’s tears flowed even more uncontrollably.

“I-I didn’t mean to.”

Barnaby rubbed his forehead. “It doesn’t matter if you meant to or not. We’ll see how Boss is doing first. If anything happens to him…” “He won’t be in real trouble, right?”

The thought of Hull being in danger panicked Susanna.

Barnaby exclaimed internally, ‘Who could say for sure?’

“He took external medication orally. They’re pumping his stomach right now.”

Susanna was now a mess of tears and snot, realizing how serious it was if they were pumping his stomach..

“But he threw up, so maybe it’s not that bad, right?” Susanna asked cautiously, her nerves stretched to the breaking point.

She remembered Hull started throwing up not long after taking the pills. Maybe he had expelled most of it?

Barnaby snorted, “You better pray he’s okay. If he gets hurt, you’ll be in serious trouble.”

Susanna shivered at his words.

She didn’t know Barnaby was doing it on purpose. He had heard all about Susanna’s little accidents around Hull lately. Even cooking pasta turned into a disaster with her. If he didn’t scare her a bit, who knew what mess she’d cause next?

Little did he realize that Susanna was already thoroughly spooked.

She choked with sobs. “Sob, I won’t take care of him anymore. I didn’t even want to in the first place. You all forced me into it.”

Barnaby retorted, “Now you’re the one feeling wronged?”

Susanna insisted, “I’m serious. I kept calling you guys, but no one came.”

She had tried calling Silas when struggling to help Hull, but he didn’t pick up. They insisted she take care of Hull, and now that something went wrong, they wanted to skin her alive. That was unfair!

Barnaby was seething as he listened to her.

Before he could explode, Silas exited the room. “Okay, enough scaring her.”

He had heard Susanna’s wailing from inside, wondering what Hull saw in her. Maybe Hull enjoyed comforting women? No wonder he never liked the ones who didn’t cry often.

Barnaby huffed, “I wasn’t scaring her, just telling the truth. If Boss really got hurt, she’d be in deep trouble.”

Susanna was already tense, and Barnaby’s words made her heart skip a beat.

Silas smacked the back of Barnaby’s head. “You’re the one who’s looking for trouble.”

If Susanna freaked out, Hull would definitely go after Barnaby first. Barnaby protested.

Susanna sniffled, anxiously looking at Silas. “Thank you, Silly. Is he going to be okay?”

Barnaby burst into laughter. “Oh man, ‘Thank you, Silly. You’ve renamed him? You called Silas Silly, huh?”

Silas sighed helplessly, and Susanna was speechless.

Barnaby, scolding Susanna just moments ago, was laughing his ass off. He’d never encountered such a nervous and timid woman before.

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Barnaby chuckled, “You think Boss will scare you to death one day?”

This little thing had Susanna all worked up, but Hull had seen way scarier stuff than this. Being with him, she’d definitely have to toughen up or risk getting scared out of her wits regularly.

Tears of frustration welled up in Susanna’s eyes, no longer within her control.

Already nursing a headache from Barnaby’s laughter, Silas snapped, “Enough with the laughter. It’s getting on my nerves.”

Still grinning, Barnaby slung an arm around Silas’s shoulder. “Come on. Let’s go. Wouldn’t want to be held responsible if she gets scared to death, hahaha.”

Susanna stood there, shocked into silence.

Barnaby had known Hull was fine the moment Silas walked out, but he didn’t expect Susanna to be such a riot. Getting scared in front of Hull was one thing, but in front of them too? Hilarious.

“Let’s go, Mr. Silly,” Barnaby called out, his teasing voice fading as they walked away.

Susanna’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she sniffled, her mind racing as she turned to peek into Hull’s room to check on him.

Just then, Enzo emerged with the doctor. He paused, noticing Susanna’s tear-streaked face. “No need to worry, Ms. Tucker. The boss is alright.”

“He’s really okay?” Susanna asked, her voice small.

Enzo nodded. “Yeah, he’s fine now. You might want to make him some soup… Actually, never mind, I’ll get someone else to do it.”

He recalled her last cooking attempt, where pasta ended up as congealed dough, and figured it was best not to risk it.

Upon hearing that, Susanna’s heart sank further. It hit her just how out of place she felt in this world around Hull. She seemed to fumble at everything.

Once Enzo and the doctor left, Susanna stood alone in the hallway, pacing back and forth. It took her over ten minutes to muster the courage to knock on Hull’s door.

“Come in,” a deep voice called from inside.

Susanna pushed the door open cautiously, her fingers twisting nervously. “Mr. Miguel, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to-“

“Come here,” Hull’s cold and commanding voice interrupted, leaving no room for hesitation.

Her heart pounding, Susanna sniffled, “I swear, it wasn’t intentional.”

“Come here. Don’t make me repeat it,” Hull repeated, his tone brooking no argument.

Reluctantly, Susanna shuffled forward and stopped three feet away from him. His presence was so overwhelming that she dared not move closer.

Hull’s long arm reached out instantly, pulling her into his embrace before she could even gasp in surprise.

“You, you…” Susanna stammered, her words trailing off.

Now she could feel the heat radiating from his body, his breath warm against her cheek. There was a feverish intensity to his temperature.

“Were you worried about me?” Hull asked, his voice softening.

Susanna hesitated, “I…”

“Were you scared?”

She nodded nervously. “Yeah, I was.”

Hull chuckled, “Is that all the courage you’ve got?”

He tightened his hold just a bit, making Susanna’s heart race even more. His broad hand rested on her waist, and it suddenly hit her that she was in Hull’s arms.

“Mr. Miguel, um, are you hugging me right now?” Susanna stuttered. Her eyes widened with nervous anticipation as she looked up at him.

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Hull glanced at her, not saying a word. His silence only made Susanna more confused about what he meant. Her heart was racing. Instinctively, she swallowed hard, trying to pull away from Hull’s embrace.

But Hull’s grip tightened slightly. He spoke calmly, “You should be braver in the future. Do you hear me?”

Susanna was stunned. Braver? How could she be braver around him? Wouldn’t he crush her in a second?

Susanna was genuinely scared….

She just couldn’t be braver.

“Could you… let me go?”

Susanna stammered, and her voice was shaky. The whole situation was terrifying enough, and he told her to be braver, huh?

Hull released her. When she was free, Susanna backed away to the side.

“Look, I really wasn’t sent by anyone. And I didn’t mean to give you the wrong medication.” Her voice grew softer as she spoke. Barnaby’s words had truly frightened her. She didn’t want them to think she was a threat.

Susanna had noticed that everyone around Hull was dangerous. It would be bad news if they started suspecting her.

Barnaby might look like a goofball with that silly grin, but she knew better. She’d overheard him and Hull talking earlier, and Hull kept him around for his sharpshooting skills. There was no way Barnaby was as incompetent as he seemed.

Seeing Hull remain silent, Susanna grew more anxious. “I didn’t mean it. Please believe me.”

Hull said, “Star’s never been the brightest, especially with Mr. Quinn spoiling her rotten.”

Susanna blinked, startled.

What?

“What do you mean?”

They were talking about the medication mix-up, so why did he bring up Star? She couldn’t quite grasp Hull’s words.

Hull gazed at her, his eyes deep and unreadable.

Susanna couldn’t tell what was going through his mind. With him looking at her like that, her already frayed nerves were on edge.

What did that look mean? Did he actually buy into Barnaby’s wild theories?

“I-I didn’t. I swear.”

Susanna was genuinely panicking. Her whole body felt tense.

Could he really believe it? If he did…

Her breathing quickened as she glanced at Hull’s waist, knowing full well what he kept there.

If he reached for it, she might end up on the floor.

Susanna was sweating from nervousness. “Please, you have to

believe me. I’m not lying. I swear.”

Hull said coldly, “Whether you are or aren’t, we’ll find out.”

Susanna was dumbfounded.

Did he really believe it?

No, that couldn’t be happening.

Susanna was at a loss, facing Hull like this left her speechless.

Hull continued, “You can’t leave my side until we clear this up.”

That one sentence sealed Susanna’s immediate fate. She was still fumbling for words when she heard Hull’s declaration, her face. frozen in disbelief.

Not leave his side? But Star was arriving soon, she’d promised to pick Susanna up the next morning.

Susanna was on the brink of breaking down…

“Mr. Miguel, I understand if you’re upset with me, and I get your suspicion, but please believe me. I didn’t mean to harm you. Why would I do that? You’ve got to believe me.”

She was on the verge of losing it. She was supposed to be free by tomorrow morning, and now he was saying she couldn’t take a step away?

Chapter 520

“Seriously?” Hull’s gaze was piercing as he looked at her. “Why should

I trust you? Do we have any trust between us?”

Susanna felt a jolt. There was no real bond between her and Hull. Getting Hull to trust her was like asking for the moon.

But staying glued to his side? No way.

“Look, you have to believe me. I didn’t do it on purpose this time. Please, just trust me.”

Susanna was practically begging and bent over like she was praying. It was clear how desperate she was to put some distance between her and Hull.

Hull’s response was cold. “Whether you did it on purpose or not, we’ll have it investigated.”

He was all about the investigation.

Susanna’s mind was spinning. “How long is that going to take?”

Her earlier confidence crumbled under Hull’s unyielding logic.

Hull shrugged, “Can’t say for sure.”

Susanna was on the brink of a meltdown. Staying another minute near Hull was more than she could handle, and now he was giving her vague timelines.

“How efficient are your people, anyway?” she asked, clinging to the hope they’d be quick enough to clear her name so she could leave.

But all Hull offered was another noncommittal, “Can’t say for sure.” Susanna was speechless. That was driving her insane.

Checking his watch, Hull said, “Go make some oatmeal.”

Susanna was startled. “What?!”

“Never mind, I’ll have someone else do it,” Hull replied, as if recalling her culinary mishaps. The last time she’d made oatmeal, it turned out fine, but there was no guarantee she wouldn’t burn it this time. Susanna stumbled out of Hull’s room and retreated to hers to call Stella. No luck, though. Stella was on a flight, and the signal was spotty even with the best onboard service.

Meanwhile, on the plane, Stella had dozed off again after Ronald’s reassurances, and he’d tucked her in before stepping out to find Finley sipping wine.

Finley turned away petulantly upon seeing him, clearly still miffed.

Ronald settled into the opposite couch, pouring himself a glass of wine.

Finley grumbled, “Is Star asleep?”

Ignoring him, Ronald sipped his wine.

Finley pouted, unhappy. He hadn’t anticipated this situation with Stella. Ronald had always seemed to have everything so well-planned with her.

And for an unexpected pregnancy, well, as Ronald had put it, who’d dare spread rumors?

Ronald took another sip. “So, how did you earn your reputation as a miracle worker?”

“What do you mean? Are you doubting my skills?”

Ronald simply nodded. “Not doubting-just stating facts. You’re not up to par.”

Finley was stunned, his breath catching. “Dude, I’m not a

gynecologist, okay? Isn’t pregnancy more in her friend’s domain?”

Ronald replied, “The human body isn’t that complicated. How can you call yourself a genius if you haven’t mastered the basics?”

“That’s unfair,” Finley retorted, flustered. Who was Ronald to talk about medical expertise?

It was clear to Finley that Ronald was trying to ship him off to the Muliba Desert under the guise of needing his expertise there.

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