Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath [Stella] (Chapters 101 to 110) 

Chapter 101

The moment the door turned, Ursula’s senses heightened instantly.

The sight of those familiar cufflinks made her pupils and heart tighten sharply. As Yorick stepped in, her mind raced at lightning speed.

Without a second thought, she hung up the phone.

Yorick frowned. Looking into her eyes, a trace of depth crossed his, “Who’s ending up in jail?”

He had heard it!

Ursula’s breath hitched violently, “Ah, you heard that, huh?”

“Ursula.”

“Just a scam call. I told them to quit it or they’d end up behind bars. What were you thinking?”

Trying to appear calm, yet inside, Ursula was in utter panic.

The past…

It absolutely couldn’t reach Yorick or the Larkin family. If they found out, she was done for.

“Is that so?”

Yorick’s gaze remained intense.

Ursula nodded, “Yeah, what else could it be?”

Yorick reached out, affectionately ruffling her soft hair, “Nothing.”

When Ursula couldn’t see his gaze, a moment of deep contemplation flashed through Yorick’s eyes. Their phones were specially secured, so scam calls shouldn’t get through.

“Rick, when can I be discharged?”

Ursula wrapped her arms around Yorick’s lean waist, and hope tinged her voice.

She desperately wanted to leave the hospital. And, a few of her friends had asked if Yorick really bought the Wave Residence at Mist Bay for her. Envy laced their tones. She had told them it was a done deal, promising to move there to recuperate soon. They even planned a celebration for her! All the arrangements and invitations were being eagerly prepared by them.

She believed Yorick would secure Wave Residence for her.

As she wrapped her arms around him, he stiffened involuntarily, his heart even resisting the idea for reasons unknown.

Discreetly grabbing Ursula’s arms, he gently pulled her hands away from his waist.

Yorick nodded, “I know.”

In short, a flat refusal!

Hearing her wish to meet Stella, Yorick frowned, “Why do you want to see her?”

Mentioning Stella reminded Yorick of the time he and Orion had bumped into her.

What was she doing there? Did she have some connection to the owner of Wave Residence?

“She’s been making a fuss over me lately, even got into a fight with my brother. I want to explain things to her in person, or it’ll make life difficult for all of you.”

Yorick said, “No need.”

“No, I must,” Ursula spoke firmly. She gazed at Yorick, “Mom won’t let me see her, but I know you’re all being troubled by her because of me. All this started because of me. Rick, could you bring her here for me? I want to talk to her properly.

And about her studio, I’m genuinely concerned she might resort to unethical means to secure partnerships. She’s Mom’s biological daughter, and it’s partly my fault her life’s turned out this way. I can’t bear to watch her fall any further.”

Each word was filled with sorrow and earnestness.

Yorick sighed, “You’re thinking of her, but she won’t have a proper conversation with you.”

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“Whether she wants to have a proper chat with me or not, I’ve gotta try, okay?”

Yorick was speechless. Seeing Ursula like this, he couldn’t bring himself to say no.

“Alright, fine.”

He knew Ursula wouldn’t let it go unless she got her way. But Stella was as stubborn as they come. Why bother with someone like her?

Stella hadn’t planned on going to the studio that afternoon. But a call from Tabitha changed her plans, and there she was.

After an emergency meeting that stretched until almost 6 PM, she remembered Ronald had promised to have dinner with her.

She hurried things along, reminding Tabitha, “Keep an eye on things here, Tabitha. If you guys end up working late, order some meals from Crab Elite for everyone.”

“Where, exactly?” Tabitha couldn’t believe her ears when she heard they were to order food from Crab Elite.

Stella confirmed, “Crab Elite.”

“That’s quite expensive for so many people, boss. You don’t have to go all out like that, I…”

“Just put it on my tab.”

Tabitha’s lips twitched, “Thanks, boss!”

She loved their crab cakes, even though they were pricey. But with the boss’s command, she was looking forward to indulging in two servings tonight.

As soon as Stella stepped into the elevator, Tabitha shouted to the office, “Guys, gear up for tonight! The boss is treating us to Crab Elite.”

At the mention of Crab Elite, everyone’s eyes lit up. After all, that place was a luxury few could afford on a regular day.

Soon the office buzzed with excitement as everyone doubled down on their work, motivated by the previous pricey employee benefit and today’s promise of a lavish meal.

Coming down from the office, Stella bumped into Yorick, who was there to see her.

She was stunned at the sight of him but quickly tried to walk past.

Yorick, frustrated by her cold shoulder, grabbed her wrist abruptly, “Wait!”

Touching her wrist again?

She glanced at Yorick and, without a word, lashed out at him with her foot.

“Stella,” he growled, anger seething through his teeth.

Stella snapped, “Are you going to let go or what?”

Damn it! With her attitude, how could men like Finley and the guy from Silk-River Residences be interested in her? Did they really prefer a shrew over a gentlewoman?

Yet, why did the thought of her with Finley or any other man, bother him so much?

“You…”

His head buzzed with irritation at her words.

This woman was impossible!

At that moment, Yorick couldn’t think of anything to say to Stella, nor did he want to argue further.

Wincing in pain, he stood straight, “Just come with me to the hospital.”

His knee throbbed painfully. Damn her for being so ruthless.

Stella questioned, “Why the hospital?”

“Ursula wants to see you,” Yorick said.

Stella raised an eyebrow, “She wants to see me?”

“Yeah, she says she has something important to discuss with you.”

Stella scoffed, “You think she has something important to say to me?”

Ursula and her so-called important matters were nothing but trouble.

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But when Yorick himself showed up at her door, Stella knew without a doubt that Ursula was still up to her old tricks, cancer or no cancer.

It seemed like fate wasn’t done testing her patience just yet. If Ursula wanted to play games… Well, Stella was more than ready to join in on the fun.

“Hold on, I need to make a call.”

“Who are you calling?”

“Can’t I check in with my darling to let him know where I’m off to?”

Yorick nearly choked on his own indignation, aghast, “You…”

Brushing him off, Stella moved aside to dial Ronald’s number.

He picked up promptly.

“Finished with work?” his soothing voice came through.

Stella replied, “I’ve got to swing by the hospital for a bit, should be back in half an hour. Are you home yet?”

“Not yet.”

“Alright, then I’ll head over first.”

“Off to see the Larkins? You’re that bored?”

Stella muttered, “Got to stir the pot a bit before we head back to Ferrowland.”

With that, she hung up.

The unfinished business with the Larkin family, especially Ursula, had to be dealt with, preferably before Stella returned to Ferrowland. Ideally, Ursula would succumb to her illnesses, but if not, jail would do just fine.

As she turned to leave, her phone buzzed with a call from Susanna.

Stella answered, “Hey, Susie.”

“I’ve found a piece of jade I like, sending you a picture. Take a look for me?”

“Not right now, send it over and I’ll check it out later.”

“Ursula’s causing trouble again.”

Stella replied, “Seems so. I’m off to see if she’s really sick.”

“Got it.”

“Done with your call?” his tone was fiery.

Good thing she hadn’t fallen for him. Falling for such a man would have only brought her misery.

She had thought an hour tops would suffice. But unexpectedly, the hospital where Ursula was staying was quite far, nearly forty minutes from her studio.

In the hospital room, Stella sat with her legs crossed, absently filing her nails with a nail file. Her manicures had been ruined during a scuffle with Sirena, and she hadn’t had the time to get them redone.

Ursula, seeing Stella’s casual demeanor, felt a spike of irritation.

She turned to Yorick, “Rick, could you give us a moment? Star and I need to talk.”

Hearing this, Yorick cast a worried glance at Stella. To him, Stella was unpredictable, like the last time when she attacked Ursula right outside the Quarry Group headquarters, displaying how fickle she seemed, an undoubted maniac.

Ursula, noticing Yorick’s concern, felt a smug satisfaction, “It’s fine, really. Please, go.”

Yorick nodded. Before leaving, he shot Stella a warning look, “Ursula just underwent treatment. Try not to start anything.”

Stella just smirked, “I make no promises.”

If Ursula wanted to provoke her, Stella wasn’t going to hold back, cancer or not. She was done being pushed around. Forgiveness was never found in her dictionary.

After years of being threatened by the Schultz family back in Ferrowland, she had had enough. Now, the Larkin family’s bunch couldn’t threaten Ronald at all; Stella was all out of patience.

Chapter 104

“You…”

Hearing Stella’s words, Yorick was on the verge of exploding.

Ursula cut in, “Easy, Rick. Don’t always be so biased against Star. I’ll be careful.”

But Yorick, his worry etched deep, especially after Stella’s bold declaration, couldn’t be reassured despite Ursula’s repeated promises.

Finally, he left the room. Yet, he couldn’t bring himself to stray far. Lingering just outside the hospital room door, he was ready to burst in at any sign of distress.

Leaving Stella and Ursula alone, the air thick with unspoken tension. Stella wouldn’t even grace Ursula with a glance, her disdain palpable.

Faced with such arrogance, Ursula’s frustration simmered, “Rick promised to buy me the Wave Residence, you know that right?”

“Didn’t we discuss this over the phone? I told you, you won’t get in there.”

“But Rick said today he’s bought it. It’s being processed, and soon, I’ll move in to recuperate.”

Stella raised an eyebrow, “He told you that?”

Bought it? Huh, Yorick was just pacifying Ursula.

Ursula nodded, “Jealous?”

Stella simply rolled her eyes.

“Well, congrats. When are you moving in? Throwing a party? Make sure I’m invited.”

“Oh, you’ll be invited. Wait and see, in less than a month, I’ll be in.”

For years, many elites sought to claim Wave Residence, the piece of prime land.

Those who failed still probed for the mysterious owner behind Wave Residence, hoping to marry off their daughters to him.

At this moment, Ursula believed she would live there and become the lady of that house, the envy of every woman in Portis City.

The same words she had hurled at Stella years back, when Stella had returned, lying in a hospital bed. Ursula told her to leave Portis City, and that none of it, including the Larkin family, was her place to return to.

For an adopted daughter, the extent of her arrogance was laughable.

“Leave? You think I can be threatened by you?”

Ridiculous!

As Ursula said the piece, her smug tone deepened further. While Stella’s gaze turned instantly icy.

“And how so?”

“Jaxon, your dear brother, your ex-fiancé, they’ve joined forces, you know that? They’re shutting down your studio.”

This news was expected. Yorick and Jaxon, knowing about her studio, were bound to sabotage it, a possibility Stella had foreseen.

Yet, as Stella heard Ursula add her twisted spin, her gaze grew even colder. “Huh.”

Ursula continued, “Your closest family never accepted you. Yorick never truly cared for you. Stella, you’ve been back in Portis City for so long, yet you have nothing to show for it. Why stay and be despised? Leaving would be better for everyone.”

“You really want me gone?” Stella’s eyebrow lifted, pausing her nail filing to lock eyes with Ursula.

That sudden intense and piercing look made Ursula’s heart lurch instinctively.

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Yes, she wanted Stella out of Portis City.

That man was back in town, and with Stella still here, she feared things could spiral out of control.

And one hundred thousand dollars this time? She suspected it was just the beginning.

So, Stella had to leave.

Ursula remained silent, prompting Stella to say, “Not only do you want me gone, but you seem pretty eager about it too, huh?”

Ursula’s heart lurched again!

“Why am I eager about it? I just pity you. Better to grab the cash you made last year, sell off the Silk River Residences, and live your life on your terms than stay here and get twisted into nothing.”

Stella uttered, “Oh?”

Ursula went on, “With that kind of money, moving to a quaint town could set you up for life.”

And she was telling the truth. Selling the Silk River Residences and adding her savings, Stella had a small fortune as much as one million at least indeed. With that kind of money, moving to a small town could indeed mean a life of ease and wealth.

“But what if I just don’t want to leave? You want me gone? What if I want to stay right here and watch you die first? When are you planning on your funeral?”

Challenging her with the cold Larkin family demeanor? Fine, she’d like to see who cracked first.

Predictably, Stella’s last remark hit a nerve with Ursula. She had three major illnesses, and the last thing she needed was someone mentioning death in her presence.

“You…” Her face turned ghostly pale in an instant.

Stella added, “Move into Wave Residence? Shut down my studio? Sure, fine for me. Let’s wait till my studio is closed down, and I’ve had a toast to your moving into Wave Residence, then I’ll leave, how about that?”

Ursula’s already pale face flushed with anger at Stella’s words, but a spark of determination lit up in her eyes, “Really?”

To keep up the work of closing her studio, of moving into Wave Residence. But for Ursula, it was likely she’d never see that place in her lifetime.

“You…”

Stella watched as Ursula’s trembling hand pointed at her, “What’s this drama?”

The discomfort was unbearable.

Ronald was waiting for her to come home for dinner, and she didn’t want to be late.

But as she opened the door, a sound from behind made her turn back.

Ursula had coughed up a significant amount of blood, staining the sheets in a shocking display. Stella’s heart jolted!

Maybe it was because Ursula had cried wolf too many times in her presence, but Stella initially thought this was yet another act. Only this act seemed too damn cruel.

Before she could discern between truth and performance, she’d got thrust away by Yorick, who, swift as the wind, had already reached Ursula’s side.

“Ursula, Ursula,” panic laced his voice.

Immediately after, Cloudia rushed into the room, her scream piercing the air upon seeing the bloodied Ursula.

“Ah! Ursula, Ursula, what happened? What did you do to her? Did you poison her?”

Chapter 106

Seeing Stella there, Cloudia couldn’t help but unleash a furious roar at her.

Yorick quickly pressed the call button above the hospital bed. The look he gave Stella was icy cold.

It was only then that the reality hit Stella.

Doctors and nurses rushed into the room, creating a whirlwind of chaos.

By the time Ursula was wheeled into the emergency room, five minutes had slipped by, and Cloudia and Yorick found themselves barred from entry.

Jaxon arrived on the scene. He looked at Stella, “What did you do to her?”

“What exactly did you do to her, Stella?”

Cloudia, too, stepped forward, her anger palpable, “I’ve said before, we need to prioritize her health during this time. Why are you causing trouble now?”

In her heightened state, Cloudia raised her hand to slap Stella.

But Stella caught Cloudia’s wrist and flung it away with a swift motion.

Cloudia, caught off balance, stumbled directly into Jaxon’s arms. Already furious, her rage now seemed to engulf her entire being.

“Call the police, right now! She must have poisoned Ursula,” Cloudia’s voice boomed in anger.

In her eyes, Stella had to be the culprit behind Ursula’s sudden illness; otherwise, why would Ursula suddenly start vomiting blood, especially when she had been under the care of top medical experts these past few days?

As Stella heard Cloudia’s accusations, her gaze turned even more callous, “Call the police?”

She was going to call the police over Ursula?

Even though she had never cared for her biological mother or sought her love, the idea of calling the police over Ursula made Stella’s eyes frost even more.

Cloudia spat out venomously, “You’re so malicious, I don’t consider you my daughter.”

She turned to Jaxon, who was supporting her, and barked, “What are you waiting for? I told you to call the police.”

Jaxon hesitated for a moment as he looked at Stella, but thinking of Ursula in the emergency room, he felt it was time to teach Stella a lesson.

Finally, he pulled out his phone and called the police, reporting Stella for poisoning.

An hour later.

Ronald asked, “What?”

The moment those words were spoken, a chilling aura enveloped Ronald. Idris, driving the car, shuddered involuntarily.

“Central Police Station.”

Ronald hung up and instructed Idris, “Get to the Central Police Station in ten minutes.”

Idris was stunned. The drive there would take at least half an hour, especially during the evening rush hour. But Ronald’s command left no room for debate.

Idris then took the most disliked shortcuts of his life, dodging traffic lights and exceeding speed limits, enduring the curses of countless commuters along the way.

Miraculously, they made it to the station within ten minutes.

Stella was being interrogated at the moment, “They say you’ve poisoned someone. What poison did you use?”

“I’ll wait for my brother.”

She had been there for roughly twenty minutes, and no matter how the officers pressed her, Stella had only one response, “I’ll wait for my brother.”

This frustrated the interrogating officer to the point of slamming his pen down on the table.

“Even if the king himself shows up today, you’ll have to explain yourself. Stop waiting for your brother and start talking!”

Just then, the interrogation room door was flung open with a loud bang.

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The sound sent a collective shudder down everyone’s spine inside the interrogation room.

All eyes instantly turned towards the entrance, where the chief and a man with a striking presence made their entrance.

Seeing the chief himself showing up was enough to make the two interrogators exchange glances before standing up respectfully, “Chief.”

The chief’s stern gaze swept over them, “Did you bring back the evidence?”

The interrogators were at a loss for words. They were still in the middle of questioning, naturally, they had brought the people involved back for inquiry.

“No.”

“No? Then what business do you have arresting people on a whim?”

The color drained from the faces of the interrogators, “It’s not like that, chief, it’s just that…”

“Just what? Is this how I taught you to handle cases?” the chief let loose a tirade of scolding.

Three minutes later.

The chief turned, his demeanor shifting as he respectfully addressed Ronald, “Mr. Quinn.”

Ronald’s icy gaze swept through the room before landing on Stella, who stood up and whispered, “Ronald.”

Ronald scrutinized her, asking, “Did they give you a hard time?”

The recently scolded interrogators now felt the imposing aura emanating from Ronald, their piquing curiosity drove them to peek glances at Ronald.

So this was the brother they had been waiting for? Almost seemed like a king.

Stella replied, “If you hadn’t shown up, they might have started hitting me.”

The chief and the interrogators were rendered speechless, their bodies frozen.

Then, all eyes turned to Stella, especially the interrogators, “Ms. Quinn, we never intended to hit you.”

“Don’t slander us, okay?” they murmured to themselves.

Stella retorted, “You threw a pen at me.”

Silence.

Well, a pen did fly. Wait, that pen did bounce off Stella.

Oh dear, the situation has spiraled into such a tangled mess that untangling it appears nearly impossible.

The chief, already on edge, saw the interrogators at a loss for words and smacked one of them on the head in frustration.

Ronald’s gaze remained frosty, “Can we leave now?”

An interrogator protested, “But we still have…”

Investigations were inevitable.

Who exactly was this man? Even the higher-ups had called about him!

Once in the car, Ronald pulled Stella onto his lap. The sudden motion made Stella cling to Ronald’s neck in shock, “Why are you holding me again?”

Ronald’s voice was icy, “You said you were going out to have fun? Is this your idea of fun?”

Stella responded, “It was an accident.”

She had thought this was just one of Ursula’s dramas, but then Ursula actually ended up in the emergency room, vomiting blood. She might not make it out of the hospital tonight.

Ronald’s grip on her waist tightened unintentionally, “How many ‘accidents’ have there been over the years?”

Stella went silent.

Too many to count. Every time Ursula was involved, they would end up dragging her into it without question.

Seeing Stella’s silence, Ronald could guess the extent of it, his expression growing colder.

Meanwhile, at the hospital.

Ursula was out of danger. She was wheeled into the ward, her face still pale.

“Ursula, I’m so sorry. How did I have that wretched daughter?”

The doctor followed in, addressing Cloudia and Jaxon, “Ms. Larkin had her stomach pumped. We’ve tested her blood and found traces of poison, but she’s safe now.”

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“She really poisoned Ursula?”

The news of Ursula’s blood tests coming back positive for toxins had Cloudia’s emotions running high and wild.

The doctor nodded, “Ms. Larkin’s condition is quite fragile at the moment. I’d advise caution in handling this situation.”

Cloudia’s gaze lingered on Ursula’s pale face, her heart aching at the sight.

After offering a few more instructions, the doctor excused himself.

Jaxon and Yorick didn’t look too thrilled either.

Cloudia, holding onto Ursula’s hand, was visibly shaking, as if she had nearly lost her.

“Ursula, why…”

“Mom, it’s okay, please don’t blame Star.”

“Why did you eat? How could you accept it from her, knowing she’s got it out for you?” Cloudia blurted out in her worry.

Ursula responded, “She is my sister after all, I don’t want to have doubts.”

She was silent on what exactly Stella had given her to eat. But her words had firmly implanted the idea of Stella’s guilt in Yorick and Jaxon’s minds.

Cloudia turned to Yorick and Jaxon, “Stella can’t stay in Portis City any longer. Today, we nearly lost Ursula.”

Her voice was thick with loathing as she spoke.

Jaxon nodded in agreement, “I believe so, too.”

Yorick had no objections.

“Mom, please, don’t do this. Jaxon, don’t listen to Mom. Star’s already got enough grievances with you guys. Doing this might just make her disown you altogether.”

Cloudia shot back, “Are we supposed to be scared of her disowning us? She’s never really accepted us as a family!”

Cloudia’s bitterness towards Stella deepened with every mention of the word “accept”.

“We finally find her, and she won’t even change her last name or call me ‘Mom’ once.”

With that thought, Cloudia’s disappointment in Stella grew. She turned to Jaxon, more resolute than ever, “Do it. Make sure she leaves Portis City by tomorrow. If she stays, Ursula’s life could be at risk.”

Enough was enough. During Ursula’s recovery, nothing was going to keep Stella in Portis City.

“Mom…”

Ursula tried to interject, but Cloudia wouldn’t have it.

It was clear Stella needed to be sent away from Portis City temporarily, not just for Ursula’s sake. He also hoped this would cut her ties with those men she’d been involved with.

Jaxon was eager to get Stella out.

That very night, he went down to the central police station to negotiate her swift departure from Portis City.

But the outcome was shocking!

“Taken by some guy? What guy? She’s suspected of poisoning!”

“We can’t detain someone without solid evidence. We’re still investigating this matter.”

Jaxon was livid, snarling, “No evidence? My sister nearly died tonight!”

His anger towards Stella had reached a boiling point, wishing he could exact the most severe of punishments.

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When Jaxon brought the news back to the hospital, Cloudia was furious, ranting for a good ten minutes, “A disgrace to the family, an absolute disgrace! How on earth did I give birth to such a blight on our family name? She must be sent away, no matter what it takes.”

If Stella remained in Portis City, and the high society ladies found out she had risked her own reputation for some money-making scheme, where would the Larkins put their faces?

Ursula was also surprised at how quickly Stella had been released from the police station – and even more so that she was picked up by a man. It seemed she had underestimated her; she had thought Yorick was Stella’s only option, but apparently, there was a backup.

Well, she was curious to see who this new knight in shining armor was.

No matter who he was, she was determined to steal him away. As long as Stella was in Portis City, Ursula would ensure she had nothing.

“Absolutely infuriating,” Cloudia seethed, her chest heaving with anger.

Yorick was equally enraged.

Was the man Jaxon mentioned Finley, or the one from the Silk River Residences?

Stella, unaware of the hospital’s drama that night, had dinner with Ronald before he retreated to his study, soon followed by Idris.

After her shower, just as Stella settled into bed, her phone rang.

It was Susanna, “Star, I got word. Yorick and Jaxon are teaming up to shut down your studio. My mom already got a message forbidding any collaboration with you. She told me to warn you.”

Shutting down her studio?

Previously, their actions were covert, but now they were openly aggressive.

How deeply were they influenced by Ursula’s words?

“Please thank your mom for me. Tell her I’ve got plenty of projects, and she shouldn’t worry.”

“She’s actually handed you a big project.”

“Then, please thank her for me.”

Before, Susanna might have worried Stella couldn’t handle the Larkins, but not anymore. With a brother like hers, taking them down would be a breeze.

“Why?”

“Right,” Susanna agreed, “that slut Ursula deserves a slow, painful payback. Quick revenge is too good for her.”

Then, an unknown number called.

“Was it Finley who bailed you out, or was it that man?” Yorick’s voice came from the other end, tight with anger.

Stella couldn’t understand his fury.

Was he angry he hadn’t managed to keep her locked up?

Considering their past, where Yorick, Jaxon, and Cloudia had all wanted her to pay a price for Ursula’s sake, their anger now seemed almost comically self-righteous.

Stella chuckled lightly, “Does it matter who bailed me out? Certainly wasn’t you, my ex-fiancé.”

The term “ex-fiancé” hit Yorick like a sharp jab, intensifying his rage. Hearing Stella’s nonchalant tone through the phone only fueled his anger further.

“Stella, do you have no shame? How does sinking so low benefit you?”

“And would staying pure for you have been better? You’re hardly worth that effort!”

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Yorick was left speechless.

The mere thought of silencing her for good crossed his mind more than once.

“Where are you now?”

“What’re you planning to do?”

“I’m on my way to Silk-River Residences. You better make sure that guy is gone by the time I get there.”

Stella jabbed, “You’re coming to Silk-River Residences? Is your hand even healed?”

Her words instantly froze the air.

Yorick glanced at his cast-bound left hand, grinding his teeth in silent fury.

“Thinking of playing the knight in shining armor for Ursula?” Stella chuckled, “Well, I’m afraid you won’t be able to do that. For your own sake, stay away from my men.”

“Stella!” Yorick’s voice was a mix of anger and disbelief.

But Stella had already hung up, leaving Yorick to smash his phone in a fit of rage. No one in Portis City had ever dared to challenge him like this.

“If you can’t figure out who that man is by tonight, you’re fired.”

Upon hearing this, Orion, who was driving, shivered in sheer panic, cold sweat breaking out on his back.

Orion hadn’t yet identified the mysterious man, but the urgency in Yorick’s voice made it clear – he was desperate to know who exactly that man, suddenly appearing in Portis City, was.

They hadn’t heard of this kind of person in Portis City. Why would Stella get entangled with him?

The mere thought of that guy only fueled Yorick’s anger. Lighting a cigarette, he took a vehement drag, “Spare no expense. Even Azure can get involved if necessary.”

Orion was speechless. Getting Azure involved? Looked like he must figure out that man’s identity fast.

Orion nodded, “Got it.”

No sooner had Stella ended the call with Yorick than Jaxon’s call came through. She answered as well.

On the phone, Jaxon’s attitude was far from good as Yorick.

“Why does it matter to you? At least he’s not you, my own brother!” Stella shot back, her words laced with sarcasm.

Even his heart, for a fleeting moment, tightened with unease.

“What have I done now?”

“Who is the man you’re with?”

“The person that I fancy, that I love.”

At that moment, Ronald entered the room, freezing as he caught Stella’s declaration of love. His grip on the door tightened visibly.

Stella’s heart skipped a beat at that moment. Her cheeks flushed red as she met Ronald’s profound gaze, her eyes darting away in a hint of guilt.

Hearing she talked about love on the phone, Jaxon was even more exasperated, “The person you love? After just breaking off your engagement with Yorick? Stella, have you no shame?”

Ronald, noticing she was in the middle of a call, turned and exited the room, closing the door behind him, leaving Stella, whose guilt was dissipated, to fend off her brother’s accusations with renewed vigor.

“I have no shame? What about you? Carrying on with your secret family and affairs, refusing to acknowledge them, and in the meantime, getting tangled with Sirena. You’re the last person who should be calling anyone shameless.”

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

Chapter 91

Ten minutes later.

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

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

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

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

Yorick demanded, “Shut this studio down.”

“What?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Stella was speechless.

“You marry me?”

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

Getting married? Was this guy sick?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yorick’s expression darkened by the second.

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

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

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

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

“Is that what you think I want?”

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

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

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

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

Yorick exclaimed, “You…”

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

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

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

Her arrogance was unbearable.

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

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

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

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

That reply alone made Yorick’s blood run cold.

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

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

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

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

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

Yorick closed his eyes, trying to contain his rage.

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

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

Chapter 93

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

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

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

Who on earth was the man behind her?

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

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

Stella muttered, “Bug bite.”

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

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

Stella remained silent; how could she explain?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“She’s perfectly fine.”

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

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

Stella queried, “Did she succeed?”

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

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

“Has your mom ever looked for your dad?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“That’s the spirit.”

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

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

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

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

Stella chuckled, “Got it.”

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

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

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

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

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

“Have you eaten?” Ronald responded.

“Yeah, I did.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Her cheeks flamed up uncontrollably.

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

“No.”

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

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

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

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

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

Ronald uttered, “Hmm?”

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

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

“How is it not good?”

Stella was speechless.

Was he genuinely clueless or just feigning ignorance?

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

Ronald remarked, “Am I your father?”

No, but…

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

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

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

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

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

“I never asked you to play the saint.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Chapter 96

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Alright.”

Stella then turned around and cheerfully scampered upstairs.

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

He and Idris then proceeded to the study.

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

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

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

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

Ronald lit a cigarette, taking a deep puff.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What’s the status of those matters?”

“Oh?”

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

Idris nodded, “Yes.”

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

“Understood.”

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

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

Idris remained silent.

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

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

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

Chapter 97

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

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

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

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

Stella was silent.

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

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

Stella uttered, “I’m stubborn?”

“Stella, I…”

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

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

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

Her words were sharp, each one hitting its mark.

Cloudia was speechless.

Indeed, how could she have known?

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

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

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

And then, a suffocating realization…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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Stella remained silent.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Then came a knock on the door.

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

Ronald frowned as he asked, stepping inside.

Stella asked,”Going out?”

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

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

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

Ronald left after giving her a few instructions.

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

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

Chapter 99

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

“Rick, Ursula…she’s in so much pain.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Stella’s obstinacy was driving Cloudia to despair.

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

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

“Rick? Rick!”

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

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

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

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

“Okay, go ahead.”

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

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

“Alright.”

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

“It’s me.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I’m already back.”

“What did you just say? You’re back?”

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

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

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

“What are you trying to pull?”

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

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

In other words, they needed money!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ursula closed her eyes.

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

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

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

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

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

Ursula was speechless.

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

“You’re blackmailing me?”

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

Ursula closed her eyes, a dark aura enveloping her.

Outside, Yorick and Cloudia had arrived at the door.

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

“Alright,” Yorick nodded.

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

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Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath [Stella] (Chapters 81 to 90)

Chapter 81

Stella figured it was high time she got Tabitha to set her up with a dedicated work phone line. The constant badgering from the others was becoming unbearable.

Just like now…

Yorick’s voice roared through the phone, “You own a studio? How come didn’t I know?”

Stella retorted, “And what? I need to report every move to you now?”

Was she not clear enough lately, or had she been too soft before? It seemed like these people felt entitled to question her every move.

This was getting ridiculous.

Yorick pressed, “What else are you hiding from me?”

“Why would I hide anything from you? What’s it to you anyway? Geez, Yorick, Is Ursula’s illness not serious enough? She’s battling triple cancer. Instead of finding a peaceful resting place for her, you’re here bothering me. What’s your deal?”

Yorick went berserk, “Stella!”

Especially at the mention of “resting place”, anyone siding with Ursula found it taboo, almost like a malicious curse.

Stella said, “Why are you yelling?”

Yorick threatened, “Just you wait,” and hung up.

Stella clicked her tongue at his move. She was curious about what Yorick thought he could possibly do to her now.

Yorick was beside himself with anger. Discovering not only Stella’s studio but also her substantial earnings from the previous year sent him through the roof.

He took a deep drag of his cigarette, “Do we look like a joke to you?”

Upon hearing this, Orion, sitting shotgun, felt a chill down his spine.

Indeed, they’d become a joke.

Yorick and the Larkins had cut off Stella’s financial sources, thinking it would force her to come crawling back. They even had a timeline for when tenants at Silk-River Residences were due to pay their rents, thinking the financial pressure would break her.

Only to find out, Stella owned the house at Silk River Residences and had made over seven hundred thousand last year. Cutting her off financially now seemed utterly foolish.

To Yorick, that was a bitter pill. Stella had been his fiancée for two years, and yet, he realized he didn’t truly know her.

“Take care of what?”

Orion hesitated, “That…”

“I want her studio to crash and burn within a week.”

He dared not continue. If Stella had powerful support, they couldn’t touch her.

Yorick said, “I’d like to see who’s the man backing her.”

Orion got the message and nodded, “Understood.”

At the hospital.

“Can you believe this? What else has she kept from us?” Cloudia fumed, pacing back and forth. Blaise and Jaxon were all there.

But Yorick had been called away by Imogen.

As the truth unfolded, Blaise’s expression turned stone-cold.

Cloudia uttered, “What does she take us for? Monkeys being played?”

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“Mom, please, calm down. I think Star might have felt that the allowance we gave her wasn’t enough, but she could’ve just told us, you know? We…”

Ursula’s voice trailed off, leaving the words unsaid. Yet, even without hearing the rest, everyone now seemed to think Stella was irresponsible.

They even went as far as to suspect the money she earned was dirty. Now, they were all scheming on how to shut down her studio.

After leaving Ursula’s hospital room, Blaise had his assistant reach out to Stella. It took a couple of phone calls before they finally got through to her.

Stella was about to kick back with a video game.

On the phone, Blaise’s assistant said, “Ms. Quinn, Mr. Larkin is currently at the coffee shop across from Silk River Residences. Could you please come by?”

Stella raised an eyebrow. “And if I don’t?”

“If you don’t, well, you might not be able to keep your studio open much longer.”

The assistant’s tone was particularly firm.

More threats?

Stella chuckled, “Well, then let him try and shut it down if he can.”

Enough with the empty threats. They’d been playing this game for days now, stopping her cards and throwing threats around.

With that, she hung up the phone directly.

The assistant, taken aback by the abrupt end of the call, looked towards Blaise, who frowned in response. “What happened?”

“She said you should try shutting down the studio yourself because she won’t be coming.”

Blaise’s face turned steely at the words.

“That defiant girl. Did you tell her I was at the coffee shop right at the entrance?”

“I did. She’s not coming!”

“Then go knock on her door and drag her out here.”

Blaise was visibly upset.

“Forget it. I’ll go myself.”

Due to a lack of updates from Jaxon, he was oblivious to Stella’s not even residing at Silk River Residences.

“Stella, open the door.”

Still silence.

Descending the stairs in a huff, Blaise looked up to see the lights off from Stella’s apartment windows.

The assistant glanced at his phone, “It’s past ten.”

Sure enough, once she moved out, there was no one to keep tabs on her. And she was just running wild.

“I had to borrow a phone at the coffee shop to call her last time. She’s blacklisted my number too.”

The word “blacklisted” was enough to send Blaise over the edge. Now she was blocking everyone, not sparing even her father.

Fuming, Blaise returned to the hospital only to unleash a torrent of accusations at Cloudia for not disciplining Stella properly over the years!

Cloudia, equally enraged, retorted, “What do you mean I haven’t disciplined her properly? Who could control her? You?!”

Did she not want to discipline her? All these years, Stella had been fixated on Ursula, refusing to stay with the Larkin family even after Ursula was sent away.

She wanted to step in, but Stella never gave her the chance.

“Mom, Dad, please stop fighting.”

Seeing her parents arguing agitated Ursula, causing her to convulse in a frightening seizure.

Both Blaise and Cloudia were startled at her state.

Cloudia screamed, “Ursula, Ursula, what’s wrong? Don’t scare me like this, call the doctor, quick!”

Chapter 83

At the Quarry Manor.

Imogen noticed the cast on Yorick’s arm, her brows knitting together, “What on earth happened to you this time? And look at your face!”

Two nights back, he had brawled with Ronald, which had left Yorick with a bruise that made him appear sinister. And the cast was a dead giveaway of a fight gone too far.

Yorick replied, “I’m fine. What do you need at this late hour?”

“Your father is waiting for you in his study.”

Nodding, Yorick turned to head upstairs, leaving Imogen staring thoughtfully at the cast on his arm before she turned to the butler and instructed, “Fetch Orion for me, will you?”

“Right away.”

In the study upstairs, Yorick was immediately hit with the thick scent of tobacco.

Thane Quarry might have retired a year ago, but he carried an aura of authority that time hadn’t diminished.

For the past year, Yorick had been at the helm of the Quarry Group, with Thane rarely meddling in the company’s affairs.

Yet, right now…

Thane’s gaze was stern as he addressed Yorick, “The heir from the Lugar family in Ferrowland has arrived in Portis City. You’re aware, aren’t you?”

“I am,” Yorick nodded.

Thane continued, “Have you met with him yet?”

“Not yet,” Yorick admitted. His attempts to arrange a meeting through Orion and the heir’s assistant had been fruitless so far.

Thane revealed, “Jeremy met with him.”

“What?”

The hint of displeasure in Thane’s voice was unmistakable.

Upon hearing Ursula’s name, Yorick stiffened, and then quickly said, “Ursula has nothing to do with this. I’m handling the situation with Mr. Lugar now.”

“I’m aware,” Yorick responded.

Then what?

Yorick understood the unspoken ultimatum without needing it spelled out. The same thing happened two years ago when the Quarry family had made their stance on Ursula painfully clear during Stella’s uproar.

“I understand,” Yorick replied, his tone betraying his frustration, and yet his words showed only respect.

Thane dismissed him with a wave, “Go.”

Their conversation, though brief, weighed heavily on Yorick. Descending the stairs, he found Imogen glaring at Orion, who looked guilt-ridden.

Hearing Yorick’s approach, Imogen’s icy gaze shifted to him. “I’m deeply disappointed in you. Ursula’s interference, Stella’s drama leading you to brawl… It’s unbecoming.”

Upon hearing this, Yorick shot a cold stare at Orion, who, already guilty, couldn’t even muster the courage to meet his eyes.

Yorick stepped closer to Imogen, words on the brink of spilling out, yet he held back, leaving things unsaid.

“Let’s go,” he finally said to Orion, who quickly nodded and followed.

As they reached the door, Imogen’s voice halted them, “That Ursula, keep her out of sight.” Portis City was already buzzing with rumors about Yorick buying Mist Bay to tend to Ursula’s illnesses.”

Mist Bay – a place Imogen had once eyed, considering taking it as her own retirement, now instead of paying more attention to his family, Yorick chose to care for that sickly girl.

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She did some digging. The news had come from Ursula.

What was this, some sort of public declaration? If Yorick didn’t buy into it, would he be the town’s laughingstock?

“She’s sick, what do you think she’s capable of doing right now?”

Yorick’s tone carried a clear hint of displeasure. He didn’t take kindly to anyone targeting Ursula, especially the biases his family held against her.

Imogen caught the protective note in his voice and her expression darkened further, “Yeah, sick and still showing off.”

“Mom!” Yorick couldn’t help but raise his voice. He turned to look at Imogen.

Imogen’s gaze was grimly gloomy, “Ursula’s scheming, she isn’t as simple as you think. Don’t assume she’s all innocence.”

“Did Stella say something to you?”

“Do I need Stella to tell me what kind of person she is? Are you suggesting I can’t make my own judgments about people?”

Yorick turned silent.

Imogen kept on, “You’ve really hung out with Ursula for too long, having the tendency to pin everything on Stella.”

“You…”

Faced with his mother’s sharp criticism, he was so angry he couldn’t find the words to argue back.

In the end, he just stormed off.

Watching Yorick’s furious departure, Imogen squinted slightly, “Stella’s really seeing someone?”

“Yes, after some digging, it turns out Mr. Quarry got those bruises on his face at the Silk-River Residences, and his wrist injury happened in an elevator during a daytime event.”

Hearing this, Imogen was more furious.

“He doesn’t even like Stella, why would he fight over her?”

And Stella, having a man…

As soon as Cloudia picked up, Imogen let loose a tirade, “Look at you, Stella’s your own daughter and you can’t handle her, and even with Ursula under your care, you can’t do any better.”

Such blunt accusations ignited Cloudia’s temper as well.

“A bit much? Did I say anything wrong? Yorick and Ursula broke off their relationship two years ago, and you keep dragging him into Ursula’s affairs. Why?”

Cloudia felt a pang of guilt. She was indeed reaching out to Yorick because of Ursula.

“Mrs. Quarry, you watched Ursula grow up. She’s severely ill now, really sick.”

“I know, uterus cancer, right? Ever wondered how she got it, have you even asked her what she was up to abroad?”

“What do you mean?” Cloudia was enraged.

Imogen said, “Just letting you know, the circumstances of her illness are suspicious. You expect me to sympathize with that? You must be out of your mind.”

Imogen was utterly unapologetic. She had never liked Ursula much, and Cloudia’s remarks only added fuel to the fire. Facing someone like Cloudia, Imogen had dropped all pretense of politeness.

“I’ve done my homework. It’s not just Ursula clinging to Yorick; you’re constantly calling him on her behalf. Mrs. Larkin, you’re really something.”

It was often said that apart from their own children, it was hard for parents to form genuine attachments. Cloudia, however, seemed an exception, claiming attachment due to raising Ursula from a young age.

An attachment was understandable. But vying for a man on behalf of her foster daughter against her own? That was a mindset Imogen found truly baffling.

“The whole Larkin family is a mess, just don’t push us to make things messier for you!”

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The message couldn’t have been clearer. If Cloudia kept seeing Yorick for Ursula, she wouldn’t hold back.

With that, Imogen ended the call abruptly.

On the other end, Cloudia was fuming after the call, with Jaxon right by her side. They were outside the hospital room.

“Can you believe the Quarry family’s nerve? Do they really think we’re pushovers?” she was livid.

Jaxon frowned, remembering a conversation about the state of their mind development a month ago with his father.

“We can’t let Ursula find out about this,” Cloudia managed to say through gritted teeth.

“Understood,” Jaxon nodded.

The last thing they needed was for Ursula to worry about family drama in her condition. Yorick was her rock.

Cloudia closed her eyes, “We still need to figure out how to get both Tegan and Finley on board.”

They had just finalized Ursula’s surgery plan today, and just hearing about it was enough to make Cloudia’s heart pound. How was one person supposed to bear all this?

“I’ll reach out to Stella again,” Jaxon offered.

“Your dad already tried. Didn’t you hear he couldn’t find her? I suspect she’s not staying at Silk-River Residences anymore.”

“Not there? Then where could she be?”

Where indeed, Cloudia wondered, feeling a headache coming on. She was familiar with Stella’s circle of friends, and she shouldn’t have any that would hang out and play together so late at night. So, Cloudia suspected she wasn’t at Silk River Residences anymore.

“I don’t know, just look into it discreetly.”

“Mom,” Ursula’s voice came from the room, prompting Cloudia to signal Jaxon to be quiet.

Jaxon nodded, understanding the gesture.

Whoever was backing Stella’s studio, needed to figure it out quickly.

Ursula spoke, “Star…please, care for her more. Don’t let her ruin herself.”

“I unintentionally heard Rick and Orion saying he met with that man at Silk-River Residences.”

“Mom, she’s your daughter after all. Please don’t let her get involved with random men. Even if she and Rick are over, she shouldn’t be with just any old guy.”

Seeing her mother speechless, Ursula’s eyes gleamed with fierce satisfaction.

Over at Wave Residence.

Stella’s phone lit up and dimmed down, a constant cycle over the past few nights. She had the foresight to put her phone on silent.

Half-asleep, she was startled by a noise at the door, and groggily saw Ronald, clearly drunk, standing at the entrance.

“Ronald.”

Stella rubbed her eyes.

Then, Ronald came in, shutting the door behind him, shedding his mid-length coat and the smoky grey scarf around his neck.

He was devastatingly handsome, making it impossible for Stella to keep her composure. She was totally awake, and got down from the bed, “You’ve been drinking?”

Every time Ronald had alcohol, his cheeks would turn flushed.

As her voice trailed off, the man strode over without giving her a chance to respond.

Chapter 86

In the next instant, Stella found herself swept into his arms, followed by a kiss tinged with the faint aroma of red wine landing on her lips.

Boom!

A thunderous shockwave hit Stella, rendering her completely stunned, her body turning to stone!

Her lack of resistance, in his eyes, seemed like acquiescence, and his kisses grew wilder, conquering with reckless abandon.

It took five heartbeats for Stella to snap back to reality, instinctively placing her hands against his chest in a feeble attempt to push him away.

But in a blink, her slender wrists were captured and pinned behind her back.

“Ronald, Ronald,” she cried out in shock.

The man pinning her down, his eyes heavy with intoxication, gave her a brief glance. His gaze was deep and hazy, making Stella unsure if he possessed any semblance of reason.

She managed to free her hands and cupped his face. “Tell me, who am I?”

The hidden side of her heart, never meant to be revealed, suddenly surged forward, and Stella couldn’t believe it. After all, this was happening while Ronald was drunk.

She…fancied him, missed him, loved him.

In Ferrowland, a relationship between two persons without blood ties wasn’t a taboo. But she was scared.

Especially whenever Ronald introduced to others that she was a kid, she felt that to him, she was nothing more than a sister.

He cherished her with brotherly affection, loving and protecting her. If she were to reveal the true depths of her feelings and he didn’t reciprocate, it could shatter their beautiful relationship as siblings.

She didn’t want that. She couldn’t bear the thought of ruining any aspect of their relationship.

At the sight of him being silent, a hint of disappointment flickered across Stella’s eyes, “Don’t you recognize me?”

Her voice carried a tinge of sorrow.

Ronald didn’t respond but instead cupped her face, leaning in for another kiss.

If Ronald was sober now, whatever happened next would simply happen. But he wasn’t.

She wondered, at this moment, who he thought she was.

Back in Ferrowland, her parents often attended social gatherings, and Ronald frequently came home drunk. The hangover cures the household staff prepared hadn’t been for their liking.

Later on, Stella researched online and concocted a recipe that everyone loved.

“Ronald, have some hangover cure.”

Ronald was already asleep on her room’s couch.

Stella, clutching his neck, lifted him from the place. Despite his weight, she found it surprisingly easy.

No need to ask why she was so strong! That was thanks to Yvonne.

The public face of the Quinn family business was quite respectable.

But Ronald was also the heir to the Lugar family. The biggest arms dealer in the shadows, always facing dangers Stella could hardly imagine. Plus, after Stella was kidnapped at thirteen, Ronald was constantly worried about her.

Unable to stand by idly, Yvonne took her under her wing for three months of rigorous training!

Chapter 87

Yeah, for three whole months!

During those three months, Ronald was like a man possessed, searching high and low for Stella, terrified she’d be suffering somehow. Turned out, she was being put through her paces by Yvonne, hidden away and training hard. After that, there weren’t any real dangers, but her physical strength had definitely improved.

Helping Ronald lean against her, she fed him the hangover cure.

“Star,” his voice was a soft murmur, tender even through his drunken haze.

Stella answered, “Yeah, I’m here.”

“You better not run off, or I’ll break your legs.”

Stella was like, “…”

Even drunk, he didn’t forget to make threats.

It took some doing, but Stella managed to get the hangover cure into Ronald. Trying to get him back to his room was another story – she just didn’t have the strength.

By now it was 2 AM, and most of the mansion’s staff were off to bed.

No choice, she let him crash on the couch of her room and found him a thick blanket. Only then did she turn in for the night herself.

After such a hectic day, Stella was exhausted. She fell asleep quickly.

Morning sunlight peeked through the curtains, landing on Ronald’s face. He looked at the blanket covering him, slightly dazed.

It took a moment, but then he realized he was in Stella’s room. Memories from the night before flooded back.

A tightness gripped his chest as he glanced over at Stella, still deep in sleep on the bed. She must have been really tired, he thought, as she hadn’t woken up yet.

The phone started buzzing.

It was Ronald’s phone, he took a glance and found it was Idris calling.

He picked up, “Yeah.”

“Boss, Yorick Quarry has been trying to schedule a meeting with you.”

“Ignore him.”

To see him? Ha!

Ronald’s gaze softened as he looked at the small form curled up on the bed, “He’s still after Wave Residence?”

Idris replied, “Yes.”

Dashing his hopes now was much better than dragging it out.

Mocking the Larkin family while they were down? The Quarry’s weren’t in much better shape themselves. All in the same boat, really.

The Larkin family was already a mess, and the Quarrys couldn’t be allowed to rest easy.

The memory of being bitten by Ronald the night before made her gasp.

That was brutal.

How was she supposed to face anyone like this?

She hadn’t felt much pain at that time, but now? She couldn’t go out without a mask.

After getting ready, Stella headed downstairs, only to find Ronald in the dining room.

Seeing her with a mask on, Ronald frowned, “Why are you wearing that thing at home?”

Stella chuckled nervously, “I’m not hungry, I’m just going to head to the studio.”

“Stop right there.”

She had barely turned when his low command stopped her in her tracks.

With a nearly tearful look, Stella turned back and whispered, “Ronald.”

“Come here, eat.”

Stella really didn’t want to go over. Eating meant taking off the mask, and then Ronald would see her swollen lips.

Since she was little, even a mosquito bite would get the servants questioned by him. If he asked about it today, she honestly didn’t know what she’d say.

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Ronald raised an eyebrow at her stillness, “What’s up? Do I need to come over there and carry you?”

“I’m…I’m just not hungry, that’s all.”

Before she knew it, Ronald had risen from his chair and was striding towards her.

His long legs closed the distance before Stella’s mind could even catch up, and in a swift motion, he scooped her up and headed for the dining room.

Stella let out a little yelp, her cheeks flushing a bright red beneath her mask.

Oh, heavens!

“Put me down, I can walk on my own.”

Ronald looked down, “Decided to listen now, have you? I thought these years outside had turned you completely rebellious, beyond taming.”

At his words, Stella’s face turned even redder.

Rebellious? Well, maybe leaving home for so many years did look like rebellion in the eyes of Ronald and even Mom.

Without further ado, Ronald carried her to the dining table and seated her.

“Take off the mask.”

This time, Stella didn’t resist, quickly removing the mask from her face.

Sitting across from her, Ronald naturally noticed her swollen lips.

“What happened to your lips?”

The question brought back memories from the night before for both of them.

The light in Ronald’s eyes deepened, and Stella’s mouth twitched uncomfortably.

She knew he would ask.

“I…I don’t know.”

She dared not tell him it was because of his kisses. What if he didn’t remember anything about last night? The thought was terrifying.

“You don’t know?”

Ronald’s gaze on her grew more profound.

Stella mumbled, “Maybe it was a bug bite.”

The mention of a bug instantly made the atmosphere in the dining room a bit awkward. Stella couldn’t bring herself to meet Ronald’s gaze.

“Uh?”

Why did it feel like he wasn’t just talking about the bug?

“I…dislike it,” she stammered, and then quickly lowered her head to sip her oatmeal.

Ronald watched her, his eyes softening with intense affection.

Finley, who had just come in, caught a glimpse of Stella’s flushed face as he passed her. He turned to Ronald, “What did you do to make her blush so early in the morning?”

Finley felt the weight of his gaze, his heart tightening.

Ronald took a sip of his milk.

Finley promptly sat where Stella had been, calling out to a servant, “Can I get a set of silverware here? I haven’t had breakfast yet.”

Ronald said, “Move from that spot. Sit somewhere else.”

“Huh? What do you mean?” Finley was confused.

Ronald stated, “Unless you want to join the dogs outside, I suggest you move.”

Upon hearing this, Finley quickly got up.

Ronald was a man of his word, after all.

He shifted to a different seat, “What? Was that Star’s spot?”

“Yeah.”

Finley was speechless.

Typical brother – overprotective to the core.

Chapter 89

Just grabbing a bite at the dining room wasn’t exactly aiming to step into Stella’s shoes, but to think how he had reacted.

“The Larkins got in touch with me, saying they needed my help to treat Ursula. Offered a pretty penny for the house call.”

Finley was already in the loop; Stella was the Larkins’ flesh and blood. After being reunited with her biological parents, her life over these two years should have made them feel more reassured.

Turned out, digging a little deeper revealed the Larkins were far from good. Even if fostering and biological ties couldn’t mesh well, surely the biological connection shouldn’t be the one to sever?

But the Larkins? Oh, they were something else.

Stella hadn’t spent a day with the Larkins in the past two years. Just goes to show, bringing her back didn’t mean they treated her any better.

“Just handle it as Star would want. And make sure you lay it out clearly for them.”

Finley’s eyebrows twitched, “You know how your sister is. Laying it out ‘clear’ might just drive those folks to despair.”

Better to say he was not available for house calls than to say it was all up to Stella. After all, Stella’s wishes were far harsher than his refusal to show!

A cold smile played on Ronald’s lips, “They’ve been pushing Star around these past years. The time they learned that pride comes before a fall.”

Finley was at a loss for words.

Pride came before a fall? Hearing that from Ronald was something else.

Who else in Ferrowland could outmatch Ronald’s bravado? He claimed second place, and no one dared claim first!

“Okay, got it.”

He wants them in despair, huh?

No problem!

Cloudia got a call from Finley’s assistant, spelling it out for her.

“Whether Professor Yoder makes a house call depends on Ms. Quinn’s wishes.”

“What?” Cloudia was floored.

But the response she got crushed that hope. According to his words, seemed like Finley and Stella were tight.

Cloudia was on the verge of a breakdown. Saying it was up to Stella was like telling her to brace for Ursula’s demise.

“Mrs. Larkin, I’ve relayed Professor Yoder’s stance. Maybe try reaching out to Ms. Quinn.”

Cloudia was beside herself with frustration! Trembling, she turned to Jaxon, “Finley and Stella are close.”

“How many of these folks does Stella know?”

Each one of them was a heavyweight, and she was acquainted with them?

“C…-Call Rick. You, call Yorick,” Cloudia said, shaking.

Just the thought of it depending on Stella’s whim was driving her insane. Why did it have to hinge on Stella? What was she to these people?

Imogen had warned Cloudia just last night. But with no other choice, Jaxon ended up calling Yorick.

And Yorick, at that moment, was right outside Stella’s studio.

Hearing Jaxon out, disbelief filled his eyes.

“Finley’s really that close to her?”

“Absolutely. We’ve got word that whether Finley treats Ursula boils down to Stella’s say.”

Chapter 90

“Did they really say it that straight to your face?”

“Yeah.”

Yorick’s expression grew darker by the moment.

Jaxon chimed in, “And what’s the deal between her and Finley? Why does Finley care so much about what she thinks?”

Just the reply of “depending on Ms. Quinn’s wishes” was enough to suggest that there was more to her relationship with Finley than met the eye.

Yorick’s mood sank to new depths!

Finley, and that guy from Silk-River Residences…

The rage in his chest completely overwhelmed his reason, as his mind replayed all those declarations that Stella couldn’t leave without him. And to think she was so cold towards him, it fueled Yorick’s anger even more.

The realization that Stella might not love him at all was something he found hard to accept. She didn’t love him, yet she was out there with other men.

This damn woman, how would she dare?

“Rick, Ursula’s condition has worsened dramatically. If those two top-notch doctors can’t make it, we’re facing consequences we can’t afford.”

What the “consequences” implied was crystal clear – Ursula would die. She would succumb to her illness.

“Alright, I got it.”

Yorick’s voice was slightly hoarse as if scorched by his own fury.

He looked up. And there was Stella, stepping out of an Aston Martin, even turning back to say something to the driver.

Her smiling face, at that moment, seemed utterly flirtatious to Yorick.

The car drove away. Stella turned and walked towards the building entrance.

Upon seeing Yorick, she paused.

Yorick’s glare at her was fiery!

At that moment, Stella remembered checking her phone that morning. Many missed calls from unknown numbers last night, likely including Yorick.

Seeing him had already irked Stella, his accusation infuriating her even more. She marched up and slapped him across the face, “What’s it to you how many men I’ve got?”

That slap left Yorick green with fury.

“Louder, why don’t you? Scream it out.”

Yorick was too seething to make any reaction.

And asking about how many men I have, since when is that any of your business? Even if they line up from here to the end, it wouldn’t be your turn. What, you want a fight?”

Stella continued, “Besides, marriage is about freedom of choice, right? What’s this about? Just because we were engaged, I lose the right to choose?”

She fired off these words non-stop, leaving Yorick no chance to interject. All he could do was watch her lips move.

Wait, did her lips look swollen?

Yorick wasn’t some naive young man; he could guess what had happened to her lips in an instant.

The anger in his eyes intensified.

“How long have you been with that guy? Have you slept together yet? Have you?”

Stella retorted, “Hey, you really have some nerve…”

What filthy words he spouted!

Stella didn’t hold back, aiming a kick at Yorick.

This time, Yorick dodged quickly, avoiding her attack.

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Chapter 71

Ronald dropped Stella off at the Orient Nexus Building.

As she stepped out of the car, he mentioned that the driver would pick her up in the evening and advised her to have a good dinner when she got back.

Stella expressed a desire to dine with Susanna, to which Ronald agreed but insisted the driver take her to the restaurant.

Stella was unwilling, for she intended to have hot wings with Susanna, but Ronald’s attitude suggested she wasn’t allowed to do that.

“Alright then,” Stella responded meekly, clearly disappointed at missing out on the hot wings experience.

Ronald glanced at her, offered a smile, and instructed Idris to drive off.

Stella stood still, cheeks still flushed with emotions.

Returning from lunch, Tabitha noticed Stella’s reddened face at the entrance of the building. She approached, examining closely Stella’s expression.

Startled by her moves, Stella stepped back, “What are you doing?”

“Boss, your face is all red. Are you in love?”

The mention of romance brought back memories of Stella’s engagement to Yorick, a time when everyone at the studio felt sorry for her.

It was well-known that Yorick’s heart belonged to Ursula, leaving many to believe Stella could do better and would be miserable if she married him.

But it turned out, Stella had never planned to marry him to begin with.

“What in love? Stop talking nonsense,” Stella denied.

That was his brother, the one who raised her!

“You’re free now, there’s nothing wrong with dating,” Tabitha pointed out.

Stella remained silent. She knew Tabitha was right, but she just didn’t want to. A hint of sadness flickered in her eyes that Tabitha couldn’t quite decipher.

The studio was bustling in the afternoon.

Stella was swamped with work, fielding calls from a couple of major clients.

Just before closing time, she received a series of personal calls, beginning with Yorick.

“Stella, tell me exactly who that man is!”

Stella responded indifferently, “Why do you need to know?”

Yorick was livid. The bruises he got at Silk-River Residences hadn’t recovered and today a broken wrist. His pride wouldn’t allow him to let the assailant off easily.

“Stella!” Yorick roared again.

Stella ended the call with a curt, “Crazy,” and promptly blacklisted the number.

Soon after, Cloudia called.

Stella replied, “Hiding? Is there a need?”

She had never concealed anything, especially not from the Larkin family, feeling no obligation to disclose any details.

Cloudia exploded, “What do you mean by ‘is there a need’? I’m your mother!”

“Having Jaxon and Ursula, these two losers, call your ‘Mom’ should be enough. Don’t drag me in it.”

Stella was implying anyone who called Cloudia “Mom” ended up a loser.

Cloudia was accustomed to Stella’s sharp tongue, but today’s venom was particularly potent, almost driving her to fury.

Especially since their recent conversations hinted at Stella wanting to cut ties, which Cloudia hadn’t understood until now.

Realizing Stella had made money last year explained her newfound boldness.

“Where are you? I’m coming right now.”

Stella retorted, “Better you look after Ursula, that sickly one. I don’t have time for you.”

Busy making money, Stella had no spare moments to waste. She hung up the phone, regretting not using separate phones for work and personal matters to avoid picking up every unknown call for fear of missing her clients’.

Chapter 72

The Larkin family had never been big on calling her, nor had Yorick for that matter. But lately, their calls had been coming in more frequently than all of last year combined.

It was driving her nuts!

On the other side, Cloudia handed the phone back to the nurse, her face a portrait of irritation. At this rate, she mused, the entire hospital’s nursing staff would be on her block list.

“Find out where she is now.”

Cloudia could barely contain her fury.

Jaxon replied, “She’s on the 26th floor of the Orient Nexus Building 1.”

He had managed to track that much, at least. His expression was grim as well; the assistant had called him earlier to say that since word got out they weren’t partnering with Stella, companies had been backing out left and right, as if scared of something. And the details? They wouldn’t be willing to share.

And more so, StarRiver Corp., a powerhouse that had moved into Portis City just a couple of years ago, had been particularly brash.

When his assistant reached out to them, they’d been met with a storm of curses, “What’s it to you who we partner with? Mind your own business!”

Their audacity was staggering, hardly what you’d expect from a newcomer to Portis City. They even had the gall to badmouth the Quarry family, showing a level of arrogance that was all too reminiscent of Stella.

Hearing this, Cloudia could no longer sit still.

“So, these companies are refusing to cut ties with her?”

Jaxon’s face darkened further at her question.

Ursula, who had been silent up until now, finally spoke up, “How did she even secure those partnerships in the first place?”

Her question sent a ripple through the room, Cloudia, and Jaxon exchanging looks that conveyed their mutual anticipation of an impending storm.

Apparently, with Ursula’s words as a catalyst, Cloudia and Jaxon’s mind ran wild.

Could Stella have a certain relationship with those people in charge?

The thought was understandable. Raised in a modest rural family, what could she have possibly done to earn over seven hundred thousand in a year without paying some sort of price?

Cloudia refused to believe there wasn’t more to the story.

Just after she hung up, her phone rang again.

“Can’t make it,” Stella replied.

Susanna teased, her concern for Stella evident. Ronald had only just arrived, and already her diet was being monitored. It was more attention than Stella had ever received from her birth family, though she supposed that wasn’t saying much. After all, wasn’t it natural to feel closer to those you grew up with? Stella had grown up beside Ronald, after all.

“Yeah. If I want to eat out, only something bland I could choose.”

At the mention of a light meal, Susanna rejected the idea without a second thought. She couldn’t accept something without much flavor.

“Then I’ll head back for dinner.”

“Alright, let’s plan for hot wings when you’re not so tightly monitored.”

After agreeing with a noncommittal grunt, Stella knew that as long as Ronald was in Portis City, her chances of indulging in that food were slim.

Their conversation continued for a bit before they hung up.

It was nearly quitting time, and Ronald called, “About to get off?”

Stella responded gloomily, “Have the driver pick me up and take me back to Mist Bay, will you?”

“No plans with friends?”

Stella ventured, “We all wanted hot wings, is that okay?”

“Not okay!” Ronald shot back without hesitation. Stella had always been a handful as a child, and she’d been in and out of hospitals more times than he cared to count. The idea of her casually deciding to have hot wings was out of the question.

Chapter 73

After hanging up on Ronald, Stella shoved everything into her purse in a frenzy.

When Tabitha walked in, she found Stella recklessly packing her purse, worrying that she might scratch it just by looking at her haste.

“Boss, let me do that for you.”

Tabitha quickly stepped in, rescuing the purse from her grasp, and carefully started packing the items into it.

Such purses were delicate and expensive. A scratch would devalue them instantly.

Stella asked, “Why all so cautious?”

Tabitha replied, “This purse is made of a very fragile material. Next time, why not just use a tote? You can stuff it as much as you want without a care.”

At least that way, there wouldn’t be heartache over rough treatment.

At the moment, Stella might not care, but Tabitha felt pained just looking at the expensive purse being mishandled.

Stella said, “Fine, buy me one then. I’ll pay you back.”

The purse was indeed too small to fit all her stuff.

Tabitha was speechless, surprised that Stella actually meant it.

“Oh, by the way, there’s a Ms. Lawson asking to see you. Judging by her face, she’s not here for pleasantries.”

Stella frowned upon hearing this.

Ms. Lawson? Cloudia Lawson? She came all the way here?

Stella’s expression darkened, “We only have one exit, right?”

“The front and back doors are connected, you know that.”

Since the front door provided a clear view to the back, Cloudia waiting at the front would spot Stella trying to leave through the back instantly.

Tabitha nodded and left, leaving Stella alone to scheme. She needed to come up with something tough this time, or her office wouldn’t be peaceful anymore.

“Boss,” Tabitha respectfully glanced at Stella.

Tabitha nodded, turned, and exited.

“Spill it. How did you land those partnerships? We are someone respectable, and here you are, disgracing yourself.”

“You barge in, not knowing the full story, and accuse me of disgracing myself? Who told you this? Or do you have proof?”

Cloudia retorted, “Do I need proof? A young woman making seven hundred thousand a year -don’t tell me, Stella, that all of it is because of your ‘talents’ and convincing people to hand projects over to you.”

Cloudia had lost her reason to anger on her way here, speaking harshly to Stella.

Stella’s eyes flashed coldly. “Who told you?”

“It doesn’t matter who told me. Just tell me how you secured those projects!” Cloudia snarled.

Though Cloudia didn’t say, Stella knew it was Ursula’s doing. That fake angel always managed to twist the minds of these fools with her innocent acts.

Facing Cloudia’s aggressive interrogation, Stella replied, “How I got them is none of your business. Who are you to me?”

Cloudia stuttered, “I am…”

“What? My mother? Have I ever acknowledged you as my mother? I recall, I went back to the Larkin family and left after less than three months, right?”

Two months in the hospital. And after seeing what the Larkin family was really about during the third month, she immediately removed herself from the equation.

Chapter 74

It was always the same group, reaching out to her whenever they felt like it, acting all familial while brandishing their supposed superiority, hoping to lord it over her.

The words “Have I ever acknowledged you as my mother?” sent Cloudia into an apoplectic rage.

Stella retorted, “Questioning me? And on what grounds, pray tell?”

“Even if you refuse to admit it, I am your mother!” Cloudia was livid.

Without hesitation, Stella dialed Susanna’s number.

The phone was picked up promptly, “Star.”

Glancing at Cloudia, Stella spoke decisively into the phone, “I need you to publish an article stating that I am not a daughter of the Larkin family. It should say the Larkins made a mistake. I’ll send you the paternity test later to include.”

“You’ve lost your mind!”

Cloudia was in disbelief, snatching Stella’s phone and abruptly ending the call.

“You actually are going to cut ties with us? Have you gone mad?” Cloudia, hysterical, yelled at her.

Stella snatched back her phone, “Is it really so strange to want to sever ties?”

“You, you, you ingrate…”

“Ingrate? Ha!” Stella’s scoff was laden with irony. The notion felt like a ridiculous joke to her. “If I were to be ingrate, it certainly wouldn’t be directed at you. Who even are you?”

Cloudia was speechless.

Every word was a clear line drawn, distancing herself further.

Cloudia was nearly breathless with fury, her gaze towards Stella filled with resentment.

“I nearly died giving birth to you, and this is how you repay me?”

“Trying to guilt-trip me?” Stella uttered.

As if intimidation wasn’t enough, now she was resorting to moral blackmail?

“Well, when you had people bring me back, Ursula had reclaimed the price for your sake. I got hit and bled profusely, nearly lost my life.”

“My life was saved by doctors. You might have stayed in the hospital for a month at best when having me? I was hospitalized for two, twice as much!”

“Well then, if not severing ties with you works, how about letting Ursula go, would that be fine?”

The mere mention of Ursula set Cloudia off even more.

“The accident wasn’t her fault, don’t you dare take it out on her.”

To say Stella didn’t feel disappointed would be an understatement.

“So, you can’t cut ties with me, can’t let Ursula go either, quite greedy, aren’t you?”

“Anyway, you dare publish that article, I will publicly denounce it as a lie. If you want to avoid embarrassment, I’d advise against such actions.”

“Threatening me now, after everything?”

Stella found the idea laughable. It seemed these people hadn’t learned enough of their lesson yet.

“You kept the daughter of the nanny who swapped your child close, and now you threaten the daughter you had so much trouble finding because of the nanny’s daughter?

Mrs. Larkin, there’s something seriously wrong with your brain.”

Really, what kind of sane person wouldn’t despise the nanny responsible for swapping their child?

This Larkin family saga was truly a spectacle for the ages!

Chapter 75

Those words of “something seriously wrong with your brain” were like a sharp sting to Cloudia’s nerves.

Cloudia fumed, “That woman has already paid the price. She’s dead. Isn’t that enough?”

Stella’s responded, “Not enough!”

Her cold demeanor seemed utterly merciless in Cloudia’s eyes.

“She died to atone for taking me away from you back then. The price Ursula should pay is her own debts she’s made.”

“She didn’t do it. Why can’t you believe that was just an accident?”

Cloudia was on the verge of losing it. What she despised the most was Stella’s relentless grudge against Ursula, always clinging to that incident from the past.

Stella scoffed, “You don’t want to cut ties with me, do you? Fine.”

Whenever they got into it, Stella had no interest in dredging up all those old stories from back in the day. She had no patience for it.

Getting up, she grabbed her purse, ready to leave.

Cloudia, seeing her about to walk out, protested, “Where do you think you’re going? We haven’t settled this yet.”

Stella turned, “And how exactly do you want to settle this? What right do you have to demand anything from me now?”

At this point, she still required an answer? If she had that demand, she’d fulfill her wish.

With that, Stella dialed Idris’s number, and he picked up immediately. Before Idris could even speak, Stella cut in, “I need you to handle my so-called relationship with the Larkin family.”

“Will do.”

Cloudia, overhearing the conversation, felt a sudden tightness in her chest, “Who are you calling? Who did you ask to handle? Handle what?”

A bad feeling washed over her.

Stella didn’t bother to explain, shooting Cloudia a look before heading out with her purse.

As she opened the door, she called out, “Tabitha, show the guest out. And don’t be too polite about it.”

Cloudia’s temper flared even more at those words. This was her own daughter treating her this way, clearly showing the lack of bond from not being raised by her side.

Cloudia, glancing at Tabitha, felt her head pounding with anger.

“Did you go to Stella again?”

Listening to Cloudia’s constant complaints, Blaise felt a headache coming on, barely listening. All he knew was the backlash they were facing now because of Stella.

“What do you mean by that?”

Stella had infuriated her to this extent, and she was supposed to give in to whatever Stella wanted?

Impossible!

Blaise explained, “Half an hour ago, I got a call saying if we don’t meet her demands, we can kiss the company goodbye.”

“And you believe that?”

In Portis City, who could threaten them so easily? And more importantly, who made that call?

It had been just half an hour since she left Stella’s.

Blaise retorted, “You think I’d believe it? But in this half hour, I’ve received calls from two partners canceling their contracts.”

Those partners were crucial to the Larkin Group. To lose two major projects in such a short time indicated the power of the person behind it all.

Cloudia was shocked.

“So you’re saying, it’s because I confronted Stella and didn’t agree to her demands?”

Chapter 76

“They’ve mentioned her name. It can’t be mistaken.”

Cloudia was at a loss for words.

Blaise pressed on, “What did she demand from you?”

“She wants to cut ties with us all. How could I agree to that?”

Reflecting on the last call from Stella, Cloudia had thought it was just an empty threat. But now it seemed all too real.

A young woman raking in over seven hundred thousand a year surely had some powerful backing. But her approach…

The thought alone was a stab to Cloudia’s heart. How could she bear the thought of severing ties with her own daughter?

As Blaise heard Stella’s demand, his breath caught in his throat.

“Did she really say that?”

“What else could it be? What else could she possibly ask for that I couldn’t give her?”

Since things had escalated to this degree, Cloudia had hoped for any other demand from Stella – jewelry, a house, money, anything. If she just had these requirements, Cloudia would have done anything, especially if it meant getting Tegan and Finley on board to treat Ursula.

But Stella wanted none of that; she wanted to cut ties.

Cloudia was fuming.

Blaise was equally infuriated, “What did you argue about this time with her?”

His tone carried a hint of blame towards Cloudia. The call he received was no joke; he fully believed that the other party had the power to destroy the entire Larkin Group.

Cloudia retorted, “She made seven hundred thousand last year, shouldn’t I find out how? She’s my daughter, after all, I don’t want her degrading herself.”

Blaise asked, “So you confronted her directly?”

“What else was I supposed to do?”

“You…”

Blaise was so livid he couldn’t find the words.

In his eyes, every argument between Cloudia and Stella stemmed from Cloudia’s lack of tact.

Stella hadn’t grown up by their side, making her temperament and boundaries unclear to Cloudia.

“I’ve told you countless times, be patient with her.”

On the matter of Stella, neither could critique the other.

“How am I supposed to do that? She’s not taking my calls, won’t see me.”

“If you don’t resolve this properly, you can say goodbye to the good life of being Mrs. Larkin.”

Blaise then called Yorick.

When Yorick heard that the Larkin Group’s issues all revolved around Stella, he immediately thought of the man by her side.

Did that man have the clout to halt two major projects of the Larkin Group within half an hour? Who exactly was he?

“Rick, you know how my relationship with your father stands right now. About this…”

The Quarry family had already been displeased with him due to Ursula, and now an unknown factor was complicating matters further.

Blaise felt his life was becoming unbearable.

Yorick’s expression darkened, “Understood. I’ll handle it.”

After hanging up, Yorick glanced at his cast-bound left hand. His tone was icy as he turned to Orion, “Still no word on who that man with her is?”

Orion, feeling a chill down his spine, replied, “We’ve been blocked at every turn, can’t find anything.”

Up to this point, they didn’t even know the man’s name.

Chapter 77

As Stella was getting close to Wave Residence, Ursula called. She sounded way frailer than before, but her words dripped with smugness.

“Bet you didn’t know, huh? Rick’s trying to buy Wave Residence in Mist Bay for me to recuperate.”

Every word was laced with her bragging.

Over the years, that place in Mist Bay has been coveted by many elite families. With perfect views and clean air, big families always fancied that kind of stuff.

Stella replied, “I already knew.”

“Oh? What has Yorick ever bought for you then?”

Stella remained silent.

What had Yorick ever bought her?

Sure, jewelry and stuff, but she couldn’t even recall what those looked like. Probably because she had too much from a young age, so those things never really meant anything to Stella.

Ursula showing off caused Stella to chuckle sarcastically, “Ursula, a dying woman not focusing on the health, yet here you are comparing. Why?”

“You…”

Her direct jab clearly stunned Ursula over the phone.

Stella continued, “Yorick buying you Wave Residence for your recovery? Last I heard, the current owner flat-out refused to sell to him.”

“He’ll find a way to buy it.” Ursula was stubborn.

Yorick had promised, once he got Wave Residence, she’d be moved out of the hospital immediately. She believed Yorick could make it happen.

Stella remarked, “If I were you, I’d wait till he actually buys it before bragging. Otherwise, you might die before you even get to live there.

Ursula gasped for air, “You, you…you’re cursing me?”

Stella’s curse was something Ursula couldn’t bear to hear even a word of. She had everything in the Larkin family; enjoying such a life, how could she bear to die?

Stella countered, “So what if I cursed you? You should be grateful you’re terminally ill; otherwise, where would you find such peace?”

Basically, Ursula was trapped, either way. If the illness killed her, the body would get burned into ashes; if it didn’t, Stella’s retaliation would await her.

Suddenly, Cloudia’s furious voice came from the other end.

Stella’s gaze narrowed slightly.

“Yeah, I am vicious. So what?”

Cloudia fumed, “Tell me, who was that man who threatened your dad over the phone? When you were in your office earlier, who did you call? Stella, a girl should know her worth, do you understand? If you need money, don’t we have enough?”

What a thing to say. As if Stella only had to ask, and Cloudia would’ve given her anything unconditionally in the past.

“Your money has nothing to do with me.”

“Stella!”

“Am I wrong? You haven’t forgotten, have you? You gave me a card with a monthly limit of two thousand dollars. Tsk, you sure are wealthy.”

Chapter 78

Cloudia was speechless, practically seeing red as Stella’s sarcastic tone echoed in her ears.

“So, you think it’s not enough?” she spat out through clenched teeth, clearly offended by the implication that Stella was biting off more than she could chew.

Stella responded, “Seems like you’re still in the dark about what exactly you have gone through, and why.”

The emphasis she put on “gone through” suddenly reminded her of the call she received from Blaise. The thought of losing two major partnerships whitened her face in shock.

“Was that call to your dad’s office you’re doing?”

Stella replied, “If you’ve figured it out, we should cut ties, what do you say?”

Her tone was deceptively negotiable, but the threat behind her words was palpable.

Cloudia couldn’t believe Stella was threatening her. Where did she get the audacity and right?

“Take your time. Bye,” Stella said.

“Wait,” Cloudia said hurriedly as Stella was about to end the call.

Knowing locating her was already difficult and finally, she got in touch with, Cloudia had to get some answers.

“What’s the deal with that guy?”

“Looks like you still haven’t grasped what you really mean to me.”

Cloudia was at a loss for words, her heart tightened.

Before she could respond, Stella had already ended the call. Holding the phone, Cloudia was so angry she wanted to throw it against the wall.

“What am I to her? What does she mean, my place?” she fumed.

Watching as Cloudia intended to throw the phone, Ursula instantly caught her hand, “Don’t throw it.”

Two nurses’ numbers had been blacklisted because of them borrowing their phones to make few calls. Any phone calls made to her from them would be mercilessly sent in the blacklist.

Never had Cloudia expected that her blocking Stella’s card this time would lead to her drastic reaction.

Ursula’s gentle demeanor was the only thing that calmed Claudia down a bit.

Cloudia’s disappointed tone towards Stella was evident.

“She thinks just because she’s relying on any man to make seven hundred thousand a year, she’ll always be on top?”

“But this wasn’t good, Mom. Do you really want her to ruin herself?” Ursula said, sadness in her voice.

“What can I do then?”

“I’ll talk to Rick. We’ll make sure the partnerships we offer her are carefully vetted, to keep her away from any shady deals,” Ursula plotted, determined to block Stella’s career paths.

She was hell-bent on preventing them from realizing Stella’s merit in business.

Sure enough, her words “shady deals” reignited Cloudia’s fury.

Chapter 79

“You’re right, we can’t absolutely let her mingle with those messy partners.”

If ties were to be cut, so be it. But even then, it was her – the Larkin family’s reputation at stake. After all, she had been acknowledged by the Larkin family for two years now.

Cloudia tried to suppress her anger, taking Ursula’s hand in hers, “Then talk with Rick about it, hmm?”

Ursula nodded, “Sure.”

Cloudia said, “If possible, cut off all dealings with that studio and shut it down for good.”

She felt that the existence of that studio was a ticking time bomb.

This time Stella dared to defy Cloudia with the studio’s earnings. Who knew what kind of embarrassing stunts she would pull off with that studio in the future.

Ursula felt a twinge of satisfaction upon hearing Cloudia’s words, but pretended to be concerned, “But won’t she make a fuss if that happens?”

“Let her. Hasn’t she always been a troublemaker?” Cloudia replied irritably.

She was only acting up because of that studio. Without it, let’s see what she can do.

Thinking this, Cloudia was even more convinced that shutting the studio down was the right move.

“Better than having her drag the entire Larkin family through the mud later.”

“You’re right.” Ursula agreed. “I’ll talk to Rick about it.”

Seeing Ursula siding with her made Cloudia feel a bit better.

Thinking back to Stella cursing Ursula over the phone, Cloudia had heard her say, “to be burned to ashes” just as she entered.

She took Ursula’s hand sympathetically, “Having such a reckless child is really worrying. If only she was as well-behaved as you.”

“I heard Rick is trying to buy Mist Bay for your recovery. He’s so good to you. It’s just his family…”

If Ursula and Yorick had been together, they would have been happy by now. But with this mess, neither the biological nor the adopted daughter was married in the Quarry family.

“Mom, I’m content with Rick looking after me, considering my condition.”

“Let’s not talk about it. She is your biological daughter, and it was right for you to look for her.”

“You’re the sensible one,” Cloudia lamented even more.

After they chatted for a while, Yorick arrived, bringing with him some food suitable for Ursula’s condition.

Seeing him, Cloudia tactfully left them alone.

Given that they could no longer rely on Stella, and even if the Quarry family disapproved of Ursula, causing dissatisfaction, it wasn’t a concern. After all, Yorick was there.

If the Quarry family wanted to cause trouble for the Larkin family, they’d have to contend with upsetting Yorick first.

Now alone with Yorick, Ursula noticed his wrist was in a cast and was taken aback, “Rick? What happened to you?”

Yorick’s face darkened.

At that moment, he felt an overwhelming urge to find the man responsible and tear him apart. He wanted to make him pay!

Chapter 80

“No worries, just took a bit of a tumble.”

“That’s a bit careless. Must hurt, right?” Ursula’s voice was dripping with concern.

Yorick, opening the lunch box with one hand, didn’t answer her directly but said softly, “This soup’s good for you. Have more of it.”

Seeing him avoid the question, especially with his pallor looking off, Ursula began to suspect something about his injury.

“You don’t always have to run around like this, you know.”

Yorick spoke, “Busy during the day; want to spend time with you at night.”

His words touched Ursula deeply. She glanced at Yorick, biting back the words she wanted to say.

Noticing her hesitation, Yorick’s voice softened further, “What’s up?”

Ursula said, “It’s about Star. Mom just told me, she started her own studio and made over seven hundred thousand last year. I can’t even begin to imagine how she did it.”

“Her own studio?” Yorick uttered.

Ursula nodded, “Yeah, even Mom’s in the dark about how she pulled off making so much money a year.”

To Yorick, seven hundred thousand was trivial. But for Ursula, it was no small sum, especially considering Stella had earned it on her own.

Yorick’s expression darkened even more, a cold glint in his eyes.

Stella had her own studio, started last year, and made seven hundred thousand?

He was in the dark about such a significant event.

Dinner at Wave Residence was exceptional tonight.

Stella couldn’t help but go for thirds, only learning afterward that the chef had come from Ferrowland.

It was during her second bowl of soup that Ronald called.

“Eating so much at night, aren’t you worried about gaining weight?”

Stella paused at his words, casting a glance at the butler who guiltily avoided her gaze.

“Didn’t you always want to fatten me up?” she mumbled.

Ronald chuckled, “You were little then. Now, haven’t you been fussing about growing up? Not caring about looks?”

Stella decisively set down her spoon. “When are you coming back?”

“Okay.”

Ronald was in a private room at that moment.

Hull had met Ronald two years ago, their friendship was forged through mutual respect and a shared history of conflict with the Schultz family.

Ronald laughed softly, a hint of warmth spreading in his eyes, “A kid at home, quite the handful.”

“You have a kid? Why didn’t I know?”

The term “kid” caught Hull completely off guard.

Ronald clarified, “A sister.”

“Ah, you mean Yvonne.”

Ronald also had a twin sister, Yvonne Quinn.

Hull remarked, “She’s hardly a kid, then?”

Being the same age, she hardly qualified as a “kid” in his eyes.

Ronald added, “Not Yvonne, another sister. Lost her a few years back, and only found her recently. She’s quite the mischief-maker.”

“Another one?” Hull remarked.

This was news to him. But seeing Ronald’s indulgent smile when he spoke of his sister, Hull could tell she must be quite the charmer.

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Chapter 61

On the other end, Sirena was so furious she felt her head throbbing.

If Jeremy wasn’t right there watching her like a hawk, she would’ve definitely picked a fight with Stella over the phone.

But with Jeremy standing right there, she didn’t dare. She swallowed her rage, “I apologize to you.”

“What? You apologize?”

Stella was even more convinced she had heard wrong.

Sirena apologizing? That seemed too good to be true. Every time she spotted Stella, it seemed like Sirena was ready to throw down.

Sirena was infamously loyal to Ursula just because of Jaxon. Whatever Jaxon disliked, she disliked. Whatever he liked, she suddenly liked too.

In short, she was utterly brainless!

“Yes, I apologize. Where are you?”

Now Stella was sure she had heard right.

“Why are you apologizing?”

“For a lot of reasons. Just, please forgive me, okay?”

Stella was speechless.

Apologizing for many reasons and asking for forgiveness even?

“Why do I get the feeling that you’re not really looking to apologize, but rather you’re itching for a fierce fight?”

Was this really an apology?

Or was this a challenge to a showdown?

Under normal circumstances, Stella would have been more than ready to confront her, but not now. She had her major client’s project that needed all-night attention.

Sirena stamped her foot in frustration, “I really came to apologize. Now, tell me where you are.”

Stella rejected, “I’m not falling for your tricks. Go play your games somewhere else.”

With that, she hung up.

Sirena was dumbfounded when she heard the call ended abruptly.

Turning to Jeremy, who had been watching the whole scene with a cold gaze, she said, “She just…”

“Whatever it takes, you have to get her forgiveness.”

Was their collaboration really that important?

It was crucial because if Stella didn’t forgive her, the deal with Mr. Quinn could fall through. Thinking about it made Jeremy feel like he was going insane.

Sirena, under pressure, dialed Stella’s number again, only to be blacklisted!

“Use mine.”

Reluctantly, and not daring to defy the current head of the Patel family, she took the phone and called Stella.

Before she could finish, the call was ended.

Hearing the cold tone of the automated message, Jeremy felt his headache worsen, “What’s with her?”

Blocking people so casually, was that really okay?

Little did they know, in the past few days, both the Larkin family and Yorick had been getting Stella’s same treatment. One moment of inattention, and it was impossible to get in touch with her.

“So wayward, who spoiled her this much?”

This was driving him mad.

Sirena remarked, “Who could spoil her? Probably grew up wild in the countryside? You see, that’s how untamed she is.”

“Shut up!”

Jeremy was fuming. Immediately, he called his assistant Harper, “You, find out where Stella is right now.”

Harper, with her tidy bob cut, nodded seriously, “Got it.”

“I want her location in half an hour.”

Jeremy was clearly not in a good mood. He knew all too well how many people were eyeing what Ronald had brought with him as he arrived in Portis City.

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Every moment was critical for him now.

Seeing Stella wasn’t picking up her calls, and Jeremy still trying to find her whereabouts, Sirena was clueless, “Why are you looking for her location?”

“What do you think? You caused this mess, shouldn’t you fix it?”

Jeremy couldn’t stand hearing Sirena speak at the moment; her voice was like a fuse to his temper.

Sirena asked, “You’re not expecting me to actually go and apologize, are you?”

But from Jeremy’s response, that seemed exactly what he wanted. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have asked Harper to pinpoint Stella’s exact location.

Stella had already dismissed her so coldly over the phone; showing up on her doorstep might just give her another chance to mock Sirena.

Harper, Jeremy’s assistant for five years, didn’t take more than thirty minutes to return with the information, a testament to her efficiency.

“Mr. Patel, Ms. Quinn is currently on the 26th floor of the Orient Nexus Building.”

“What’s she doing there?” Jeremy frowned.

The Orient Nexus Building was mainly occupied by small companies and studios.

Sirena speculated, “What else? She must be working there. Now that the Larkin family has cut her off financially, she needs to find some way to survive. Only she’d care about that measly salary!”

Sirena never missed an opportunity to belittle Stella. She couldn’t understand why Jeremy was making her apologize to someone like Stella.

Jeremy glanced at her with furrowed brows. He felt there was more to it. The woman who could provoke Ronald wasn’t someone who’d worry about needing a backup plan.

“Let’s go.”

Wanting to avoid further conversation with Sirena, Jeremy turned to leave.

“You’re really making me apologize to her?” Sirena interrogated.

“Stay, and you’re out of the Patel family for good.”

Was it really that serious?

“Tell all the companies, no one hires her. I want to see how tough she can be.”

No matter how much she pleaded, Stella remained defiant. So, Cloudia decided there was nothing more to be said. She was determined to cut off all of Stella’s options.

Jaxon nodded, “Yes, it’s been taken care of.”

“Mom, don’t do this because of me. This will only make her hate me more,” Ursula, frail and weak, pulled at Cloudia’s shirt from her hospital bed.

Though she said this, knowing that Stella’s credit cards were blocked and she was being barred from employment, Ursula couldn’t help but feel a sense of victory. She doubted Stella would resist calling Tegan and Finley under such pressure.

Cloudia responded, “Don’t defend her. Let her hate us. She’s so ungrateful; it’s not just she’s spitting, it’s me as well. That ingrate, have I not been good to her all these years? And she repays me like this.”

Talking about Stella only fueled Cloudia’s belief that she was dealing with an ungrateful brat.

“But…”

“Ursula, Mom’s right. Don’t speak well of her. If we don’t press her now, who knows when Finley and Tegan will be able to contribute to your treatment.”

They justified their harsh methods by blaming Stella’s stubbornness; it was her fault for not yielding.

Chapter 63

At the Orient Nexus Building.

Stella stepped out of the conference room, only to be immediately approached by Tabitha, “Boss, we’ve got trouble.”

“What kind of trouble?”

“Somebody’s out for blood.”

Stella raised an eyebrow, giving Tabitha a look.

Tabitha went on, “The Larkins are spreading the word to every big and small business – nobody’s to hire you. We got the news too.”

Stella didn’t reply, a hint of coldness flickering in her eyes.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, a smirk gradually playing at her lips, “Huh, fine.”

“So, are you gonna hit back?”

Tabitha was well aware of Stella’s position with the Larkin family and thought their actions were utterly despicable.

To go this far against their own flesh and blood, all for a stepdaughter, what kind of family did that?

Absolutely detestable!

Stella shrugged, “Hit back? No need.”

Someone else would take care of them.

After all, considering Ursula’s terminal illness, she didn’t want to waste her energy on them anymore. If they left her alone, she was content with living in peace.

But it seemed the Larkins thought their life was too peaceful.

Well, if they thought so, then she would…

A hint of scorn flashed in Stella’s eyes as she thought this and headed towards her office.

Suddenly, a voice from the reception caught her attention, “Mr. Patel? What brings you here? Is there any project to entrust to our studio?”

Stella looked over to see Jeremy and Sirena stepping in.

Seeing the two approaches, Stella frowned.

He glanced around. The studio wasn’t large, but it was decently sized for a small business, bustling with activity.

Jeremy making a house call meant Stella wasn’t about to snub him.

She turned and led them straight to her office.

Then, she took her place behind her desk and told Tabitha, who was entering, “Two cups of…”

Sirena was completely taken aback. Seeing Stella’s position behind the desk reminded her of every visit to Jeremy’s company.

Why was Stella sitting there? What was happening?

Seeing Sirena speechless, Stella turned to Tabitha, “Just one coffee then.”

“Right away, boss.” Tabitha nodded and left.

Jeremy had already taken a seat, while Sirena stood there, dumbfounded.

Stella took a sip from her water glass, “What do you need, Mr. Patel?”

Jeremy paused, a bit taken aback himself.

However, unlike Sirena, having been through various situations at the Patel Group over the years, he quickly figured out Stella’s role here.

It made sense – the woman who could infuriate Ronald was hardly one ending up searching for jobs.

He shot a vicious glare at the still-petrified Sirena, and then softened his tone slightly towards Stella, “About last night, Sirena was out of line. I’ve brought her here to apologize to you.”

Chapter 64

When Stella heard the words, she lazily lifted her eyelids to glance at Sirena.

“Really?”

Jeremy nodded, “Yes.”

As the two exchanged words, and Sirena still hadn’t snapped back to reality, Jeremy, frustrated, kicked her.

The kick caught Sirena off guard, sending her tumbling onto the carpet.

As she lifted her head, her eyes met Stella’s, engulfing her in utter embarrassment. Especially in front of Stella, someone she had always looked down upon.

“Jeremy, what was that for?” Sirena glared at Jeremy, who simply shot her a chilling look, snapping her back to the reason they were here in the first place.

Her breathing became erratic. Turning back to Stella, she saw nothing but mockery in her gaze.

Sitting in the executive chair, Stella appeared almost regal.

Sirena’s previous taunts towards Stella flashed through her mind, contrasting sharply with her current predicament, making her feel utterly foolish.

What was her role here? The boss? Could this place actually belong to her?

Struggling to her feet, she didn’t apologize right away but instead challenged, “What are you doing here? Let me tell you, Stella, you better stop pretending…”

“Sirena!”

Jeremy’s icy interruption was a clear warning.

Biting back her frustration, Sirena reluctantly muttered, “Sorry!”

“Louder,” Jeremy growled.

Sirena, startled by the outburst, glanced at Stella again before reluctantly murmuring a louder with her head bowed, “Sorry.”

She had shown up and apologized. That should be the end of it, she thought.

But then Jeremy’s tone dropped even colder, “Anything else?”

Anything else?

Clearly, this trip was not just about apologizing to Stella but also securing her forgiveness.

Could Stella possibly forgive her in her current state?

Closing her eyes, Sirena asked, “Can you forgive me?”

But Stella put down her glass of water, ignoring Sirena, and raised an eyebrow at Jeremy.

“You…”

Sirena’s anger flared at Stella’s words.

Stella’s gaze remained on Jeremy, “Mr. Patel?”

Jeremy’s expression cooled, his gaze landing on Sirena, who hadn’t apologized sincerely. His tone, laced with danger and warning, intensified, “You have one last chance.”

Sirena went silent. Hearing this, her heart sank further.

Facing Stella now, she was overwhelmed by a deep sense of humiliation, and it stung.

So, she was being humiliated, wasn’t she? Then, she’d make sure Stella wouldn’t have it easy with the Larkins.

She’d tell Jaxon everything that happened, waiting to see if the Larkins would still give her a… But before she could even finish thinking her last word “penny”, Sirena stopped herself immediately.

Looking around the luxurious office and at Stella, dressed in designer business attire, Sirena realized why she had dismissed the Larkins’ warnings these past days.

Looked like she didn’t need a dime from them after all.

Chapter 65

Why else would she dare to be so defiant, completely ignoring the warnings from the Larkin family?

Jeremy growled, “Sirena Patel!”

His voice was dark with a warning, making Sirena snap back to reality with a jolt. The look she gave Stella was even more suffocating.

Just as she was squirming, unsure if she could ever earn Stella’s forgiveness today, Stella spoke up first, “Mr. Patel, if your sister doesn’t want to apologize, don’t force her. With this half-hearted apology, she’s asking me to forgive? Mr. Patel, should I forgive or not?”

Stella’s tone was full of dilemma.

Not forgiving seemed harsh.

But forgiving? Considering Sirena’s attitude, did Jeremy even think this was a proper apology?

With that, Stella threw the ball back into Jeremy’s court.

Jeremy was livid, his chest heaving with anger. He glared at Sirena, “Get out of here.”

Stella’s meaning was clear to him; Sirena wasn’t going to be forgiven. After all, Sirena had made Stella’s life difficult before together with Ursula. Last night was nothing compared to that. He had let it slide when they did something more out of line before.

But now if Stella indeed had Ronald’s backing, her mood would dictate her response. She had the luxury of being capricious.

And Sirena, oblivious to it all, had the audacity to…

Jeremy was furious, shooting Sirena a fierce look.

Sirena, already wanting to leave, took the chance to bolt from the office, leaving just Stella and Jeremy.

Jeremy reached for a cigarette, then noticed the lack of an ashtray on the coffee table and put it away.

He cut to the chase, asking, “Ms. Quinn, may I ask, what is your relationship with Mr. Quinn?”

Jeremy looked at her, and their eyes met, Stella’s twinkling with amusement.

Stella replied, “I haven’t interfered with your business, nor will I influence any of his decisions.”

“I told him there’s no need to get upset over me. As for Sirena, you should really keep her in check.”

She didn’t care about the apology; Sirena’s mere presence irked her.

As for the collaboration between Ronald and Jeremy, Stella always prioritized Ronald’s interests. If he thought Jeremy was a good partner, then her personal conflicts with Sirena should not matter.

She had said her piece. Whether Jeremy could collaborate with Ronald was up to Ronald himself. She also believed her presence wouldn’t sway Ronald’s business decisions.

Jeremy got the hint, understanding the complicated relationship between Stella and Ronald. As for Sirena…

Jeremy nodded, “Don’t worry, I’ll handle her, thanks.”

With that, Jeremy stood up, not wanting to impose on Stella any longer.

Just as he was about to leave, Stella seemed to want to say more but then thought better of it.

Considering Sirena’s temperament, if Stella were to reveal that Jaxon had a child outside, Sirena might even accuse her of stirring up trouble.

Chapter 66

Experience taught once, but bad influences taught for a lifetime.

“Anything else you’d like to add, Ms. Quinn?” Jeremy could tell Stella was holding back.

Stella replied, “Nothing, if Sirena really loves Jaxon, maybe it’s time to start thinking about wedding bells.”

With a family like the Patels, any talk of marriage would surely mean a deep dive into the other party’s background.

The mere mention of marriage with Jaxon caused Jeremy’s face to darken – he had never been fond of the Larkin family. He had always opposed the relationship between Sirena and Jaxon.

What was Stella implying by bringing this up now?

“She’s still young. Marriage can wait.”

Jeremy couldn’t understand why Stella, after all her disputes with the Larkin family, would bring up marriage with Sirena for Jaxon.

But marriage? Better to forget about it.

With the Larkin family’s influence waning, why else would the Quarry family have taken such a firm stance in the past issue against Ursula?

Back when they controlled that lucrative mine, Jeremy could barely give them the time of day, let alone now.

Stella teased, “So, Mr. Patel, you’re just letting your sister run wild? Playing the field is a double-edged sword, you know.”

Her words carried a hint of deeper meaning.

Jeremy frowned but eventually nodded, turning to leave.

No sooner had he left than Ronald called.

“I’ll take you out for lunch. Be good.”

“Sure, Jeremy was just here,” Stella mentioned without holding back.

“What did he see you for?” Ronald inquired.

“He asked me not to interfere with your business dealings. Ronald, if he’s a good business prospect, don’t let me be the reason you back out. Business first, right?”

“That’s good.”

After hanging up, Stella took a sip of water, her gaze sharp as she put down the glass. It was time for the Larkin family’s arrogance to be shattered.

On Ronald’s end, after the call, his eyes were dripping with frost, “Call Jeremy. He’s crossed a line with his tactics. It’s not good.”

He had overheard the conversation. Jeremy had actually gone to see Stella.

Jeremy, facing issues in his business dealings with Ronald and then turning to Stella for help, had broken one of Ronald’s cardinal rules.

“What’s on for tonight?”

“An engagement. Should I bring Ms. Quinn?” Idris ventured.

Ronald replied, “No need.”

Ronald never brought Stella into his business social life.

Idris instantly regretted his question. He had seen firsthand how Ronald had shielded Stella, keeping her safe from his stormy world.

Lighting a cigarette, Ronald took a drag, “How’s that Aurora coming along?”

“Almost done. Ms. Quinn will love this birthday gift.”

The mention of birthdays cooled Ronald’s gaze. Stella had spent her last birthday alone.

A smirk touched his lips, “The Larkin family, huh…”

Chapter 67

Jeremy and Sirena stepped out together.

Jeremy’s face was a mask of thunder, his aura oppressive, while Sirena still couldn’t help but approach him with a question, “Jeremy, is she really the boss of this studio? Doesn’t seem that way to me.”

The idea seemed ludicrous to her.

Stella, the boss? That had to be a joke.

She had just come from Stella’s office, and with a quick glance, she noted the studio housed dozens of employees. It was a grander setup.

The Larkin family hadn’t exactly been generous with Stella over the years. Where did she get the funds? Even if Stella had recently connected with Jeremy’s business partner, that relationship should be new.

If Stella had such a powerful ally, why would she have put up with the disdain from the Larkins for so long?

Jeremy shot Sirena a chilling look without a word. Just then, his phone rang.

Upon seeing the caller ID, he instantly picked it up, “Idris, hello,”

Whatever was said on the other end made Jeremy’s already dark expression turn stormier.

“What? No, you’ve got to explain to Mr. Quinn. I just took my sister to apologize to Ms. Quinn, nothing more.”

The only reply he got was the end of the call, leaving Jeremy radiating an even colder fury.

Sirena, witnessing her brother’s intimidating demeanor, didn’t dare to breathe too loudly.

Jeremy cast a fierce glare at her; if gazes could kill people, Sirena should have been eliminated by now.

“Don’t provoke Stella from now on. Better yet, steer clear of her if you ever see her again.” Sirena was speechless.

Jeremy continued, “If you even try to provoke her again…”

If she did that, then what?

The rest of Jeremy’s words were left unfinished, yet his dangerously warning gaze shattered her previous notions about Stella’s supposed act as a studio boss completely.

Able to cause Jeremy’s irritation from last night to now, she surely had a special identity; especially since he received that phone call.

“Do… do I still need to apologize to her?” Sirena asked cautiously.

Sirena uttered, “What, she sneaked? She’s already grown…”

The directive from Idris had been clear – they were to avoid any further disturbances to Stella.

Why would it happen? Why could that woman treat her like this?

An hour later, having parted ways with Jeremy, Sirena went straight to the hospital.

“She won’t last a week under these conditions,” Jaxon speculated, not aware of Sirena’s approach.

Cloudia nodded, “Right. Then, she’ll have no choice but to call Finley and Tegan like we asked.”

Jaxon replied, “Yes.”

The moment Sirena entered, the mood shifted. Cloudia, all smiles, greeted her warmly, trying to hide whatever scheme she and Jaxon were concocting.

“Mrs. Larkin, how’s Ursula doing?” Sirena inquired politely.

As she spoke, she took a glance at Ursula, who’d already fallen asleep on the bed.

Cloudia sighed, “It’s getting worse. I can’t fathom how she’s looked after herself these past two years.”

“She will be okay,” Sirena offered, feeling somewhat helpless in comforting people; those words were all she could offer.

Cloudia bobbed her head, “Why don’t you and Jaxon chat? I’m going to check if I can bring something for Ursula to eat.”

With that, Cloudia walked away.

Chapter 68

Sirena looked at Jaxon, “Sorry about last night. I really wanted to come to the hospital with you.”

But Jeremy, stubborn as always, wouldn’t let her. It was infuriating.

Jaxon replied, “It’s okay. What brings you here at this hour?”

He checked the time, realizing it was almost time for lunch.

“I just saw Stella,” Sirena revealed.

“You saw her? Where is she?”

Jaxon perked up instantly, a flicker of suppressed anger in his eyes. For days, Stella had been incommunicado, her phone off, and nowhere to be found.

“Orient Nexus Building.”

“What’s she doing there? She found jobs?”

Everyone, including Jaxon, had assumed Stella was probably job hunting or working in the Orient Nexus Building.

Sirena shook her head, “She wasn’t looking for a job.”

“Then what was she doing there?”

“She owns a studio there. It’s quite big, looks like she’s making good money.”

“What?”

The atmosphere in the room stiffened.

Jaxon stared at Sirena, disbelief written all over his face, “You must have mistaken things, right?”

How could Stella own a studio? Where would she get the money? Besides, everyone knew Stella as someone who couldn’t achieve a thing, let alone run a studio.

Seeing Jaxon’s skepticism, Sirena insisted, “I couldn’t believe it in the beginning, but I’m absolutely sure that’s her. I heard the employees there calling her ‘boss’.”

Jaxon gazed at Sirena, his eyes filled with disbelief.

“Didn’t you really mistake it?”

When Jaxon still seemed reluctant to believe, Sirena decided not to hide the reason for their visit.

“For what happened last night, it’s a long story.”

Jaxon’s expression darkened gradually.

“Exactly. Money won’t make her bow her head now,” Sirena echoed, the irony not lost on her.

When Cloudia returned, Sirena had already left.

Noticing Sirena’s absence, Cloudia said, “You know how Sirena feels about you. You should cut ties with the other girl. Send her away for good.”

Jaxon frowned, “I know.”

“If it weren’t for Ursula’s situation, we might have already arranged your engagement with Sirena,” Cloudia sighed, her heart heavy at the thought of Ursula’s health. “That Stella is outrageous.”

Mentioning Ursula inevitably brought Stella into the conversation. If only Stella had agreed to contact Tegan and Finley, they wouldn’t be in this mess.

“Even if she agrees to let Finley and Tegan treat Ursula, I’ll still freeze her accounts for another month!”

This time, Stella needed a real lesson to understand who she depended on in Portis City.

Jaxon replied, “Freezing her accounts won’t work anymore. She owns a studio. I checked – she made over seven hundred thousand last year.”

“W-What?!” Cloudia was utterly shocked.

Chapter 69

The sudden news made Cloudia feel something might be amiss with her hearing ability.

Seven hundred thousand, Stella made that? Impossible!

Jaxon said, “Sirena went to see her, even spotted her at the Orient Nexus working on her studio.”

The air in the hospital room turned immediately still.

Cloudia’s pupils shrank, shock spreading slowly.

“Are you telling the truth?”

“Yes. She actually made over seven hundred thousand last year.”

Cloudia gasped. “No wonder she couldn’t care less about our financial threats these days. Turns out she’s…”

“That studio, we can’t let her keep it running.”

Cloudia fumed. Just the thought of Stella making all that money behind her back boiled her blood.

“Making that much money, yet still competing with Ursula, squabbling over every trivial thing, might as well shut that studio down.”

Jaxon nodded, “Don’t worry, it’s taken care of.”

He had his assistant alert all companies in Portis City not to collaborate with Stella. He doubted she could still pull off deals with international firms.

With her inferior ability, she could only reach business deals by her luck. In his mind, it was only a matter of time before Stella would be crawling back to the Larkins.

Cloudia was still furious, “How did she even get that skilled?”

Suddenly, it felt like they had been fools in front of Stella all these days. They had blocked her cards and cut off her job opportunities, yet she had earned so much money last year.

Ursula, who had been pretending to sleep, had heard everything. Serena and Jaxon’s conversation, and now with Claudia, infuriated her to the point of sickness.

Damn Stella, where did she get such capability?

Lunchtime.

Whereas Stella munched, she muttered, “I was supposed to have hot wings with Susie today.”

Growing up with the Quinn family, Stella had an expressly light diet. Ronald was keen on keeping her healthy.

Back when she was with Ronald, spicy food was off-limits. These past two years, she’d tasted it all.

Ronald asked, “Joyful until you get a stomach ache?”

Stella clammed up instantly. She couldn’t argue there. Ice-cold soda with hot wings, that was soul food, even if it was a recipe for a stomach ache later.

The restaurant was famous, a five-star establishment. The second floor was for diner classics, and the third floor, seafood.

After the meal, Ronald, holding Stella’s hand, walked out of the restaurant, only to bump into Yorick in the elevator.

Yorick’s gaze moved down, eventually fixing on Ronald and Stella’s intertwined hands. At that moment, the anger on his face was palpable.

This despicable couple, flaunting their relationship in broad daylight, whose reputation were they trying to ruin?

“Stella!”

Each syllable seemed to grind out from Yorick’s clenched teeth.

Seeing Yorick, Stella couldn’t help but think, “Talk about bad luck!”

Chapter 70

Ronald exuded a chill that seemed to seep into one’s bones, his eyes cold as an icy pond, casting a light that made you shiver.

Yorick had completely lost it, oblivious to the danger he was in.

“So, you’re canceling our wedding over this guy, and now you’re parading around town with him? You don’t feel ashamed, but aren’t you worried about embarrassing both the Quarrys and the Larkins?”

Stella shot back, “What do the Quarry family and Larkin family’s reputations have to do with me?”

Yorick couldn’t speak a word. His breathing, already ragged, turned fiery with indignation at Stella’s words.

This was too much, way over the line.

Then, the elevator dinged.

Ronald, gripping her hand, was about to lead Stella out when Yorick grabbed his arm, “Don’t you dare leave. We’re settling this today.”

Yorick was livid. Being dumped by Stella was a blow to his ego, and he needed to know when she and Ronald had started their affair.

The scene froze entirely.

Stella looked at Yorick’s hand on Ronald’s arm, and then, without even a second to react, she heard a sound of bone fractured.

Yorick let out a howl.

Just seeing Yorick’s pained expression made Stella wince.

Had he forgotten that time at Silk River Residences when he saw Ronald with a gun?

And yet, he still dared to provoke him?

Through it all, Ronald hadn’t even let go of Stella’s hand and had subdued Yorick with his other. Disgusted, he flung Yorick’s hand away and led Stella out of the elevator, “Let’s go.”

Stella glanced back at Yorick.

The man who had been so confrontational moments ago was now gasping in pain, unable to focus on anything else.

At the restaurant entrance, Orion was dumbfounded to see Stella and a man hand in hand, leaving together.

Stella gave Orion a look and dropped a few words, “Call an ambulance.”

An Ambulance? Another fight?

Once Stella and Ronald were in the car, he reached across, grabbing her waist, and in a moment, Stella was pulled into his embrace.

In the cramped space, the term “Ronald” carried an unexpected intimacy.

Stella clarified, “No.”

Ronald’s grip on her waist tightened, “Really?”

As she spoke, she tried to put some distance between them; it was too close.

Especially his breath on her neck, it stirred something unfamiliar within her.

But in his embrace, tight as iron bands, she had nowhere to run.

“Ronald, you…”

Ronald asked, “What is it?”

Stella uttered, “I’m not a kid anymore.”

She emphasized again.

Ronald replied, “So, I can’t hug you anymore?”

His tone was noticeably cooler as he said this piece, making Stella’s heart skip a beat.

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Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath [Stella] (Chapters 51,52,53,54,55,56,57,58,59,60)

Chapter 51

This here was Stella.

Ever since she left the Quinn family, she’d been living a life like this. If someone hit her, she’d hit right back; if she was insulted, she’d definitely give a piece of her mind.

Taking a loss?

That was not in her vocabulary. She was not one to be walked over.

Sirena sneered, “Huh, I’m the idiot? What are you even? No wonder Yorick ditched you. With your flirtatious ways, he’d be crazy to keep you.”

Stella shot back, “Are you blind? I was the one who dumped him.”

Dealing with someone like Sirena was beneath Stella. Her close ties with Ursula were no secret, and Stella knew her prejudice was fueled by Ursula’s influence.

Sirena taunted, “Oh, you dumped him? Or did you just set your sights on a bigger, better deal? Mark my words, Stella, you’re going to regret it.”

Stella was all set to unleash a torrent of choice words when Sirena mercilessly continued, “Oh, haven’t you heard? For Ursula, Yorick’s ready to drop tens of millions to secure the Wave Residence at Mist Bay. Ever heard of that place?”

Stella didn’t reply, puzzled as she glanced around her room.

Sirena went on, “Someone like you, a bumpkin, won’t know what kind of place Wave Residence is. Let me put it plainly – it’s the oceanfront mansion with the best location in all of Portis City. The grounds are bigger than any park you’ve ever visited. Two years as his fiancée, and what have you got to show for it? Now, even if you wanted to, it’s too late for regrets.”

Probably because of getting disciplined by Jeremy, Sirena was spouting her frustration on the phone.

Stella smirked, “Wave Residence, huh? You sure Yorick’s clinched the deal for Ursula?”

“It’s in the bag. Just wait, you won’t even get a chance in your life.”

What an utter fool! Sirena’s obsession with pleasing Ursula surely had to be for Jaxon’s sake.

Stella ended the call directly. Time spent on Sirena was just a waste.

Stella answered, “Hey, Susie.”

Stella was speechless.

Susanna continued, “Doesn’t the Quarry family have any say in this?”

She’d had it enough with Ursula’s antics. And now this dramatic move only disgusted her even more. A mere foster kid of the Larkins not only attempted to snatch the position of being a biological daughter but also was greedy for everything.

Stella knew Susanna’s disdain for Ursula all too well, chuckling, “Don’t worry, whether the Quarry family steps in or not, Yorick’s not getting Wave Residence.”

“Huh? How can you know that?”

“He’s been after Mist Bay for years. If it were possible, he’d have bought it by now. The news you heard probably is Ursula’s strategy to pressure Yorick.”

“That’s downright vile.”

Stella smirked, “Sadly for them, Yorick is oblivious. He’ll end up the joke of the town, and so will Ursula.”

Chapter 52

Yorick had his eye on acquiring Mist Bay for quite some time, a fact well-known among their circle.

But this time, there was a twist – it was for Ursula!

That alone guaranteed Yorick would move heaven and earth to secure it. Failing to do so would be a major blow to his pride.

Ursula stirred the pot with her antics, aiming to snag Mist Bay for herself, oblivious to the intricate web of relationships her actions would tangle.

Susanna asked, “And how are you so sure they won’t manage to buy it?”

She was dying to see the drama unfold. After all, Ursula and Yorick’s predicament seemed like the perfect revenge comedy. Who wouldn’t relish that?

But the fear lingered that they might actually succeed.

“I heard he’s willing to pay triple its market value. Are you sure the owner of Mist Bay won’t be tempted?”

Stella replied, “Not a chance!”

“How do you know?”

“Because I’m the owner.”

There was silence on either side of the line.

To Susanna, Stella felt there was no reason to hide from her. After all, the truth would be unraveled sooner or later.

The silence lasted a good 30 seconds before Susanna finally found her words, “I think there might be something wrong with my ears. What did you just say? Am I going deaf? You’re joking, right?”

Stella’s position within the Larkin family was no secret to Susanna. How could she afford Mist Bay?

Even if Stella’s studio made hundreds of thousands annually, ten of those studios couldn’t afford Mist Bay.

“Star, how much have you been keeping from me? And here I was, worried the Larkin family might starve you!”

Susanna’s voice exploded over the phone.

“There’s a lot to this story.”

At this point, all Susanna could think about was the family that had taken Stella in.

Susanna sighed, “Well, no more worrying about you starving, then.”

Susanna added, “More like, even ten Yoricks couldn’t touch you now!”

Their conversation lasted quite a while until Ronald entered the room, prompting Stella to hang up.

Ronald clad in a bathrobe, his hair still damp from a shower, and with that intense gaze, looked like he’d stepped straight out of a romance novel.

“Who were you talking to?”

His tone was deep, clearly displeased with her for not being in bed already. Noticing the untouched glass of milk on the side table only deepened his frown.

Stella said, “Just Susie. Heading to bed now.”

With that, she went straight to bed. As spotting the milk, she reached out, ready to take it, only to be grabbed by Ronald, “It’s cold. Get into bed first. I’ll have someone bring you a warm one.”

Stella wanted to say it was not necessary, that she could skip this habit of having milk, but Ronald was already gone.

Soon, a servant brought her a warm glass of milk, which she dutifully drank.

Chapter 53

Meanwhile, in the study.

When Idris arrived, he caught Ronald clutching a cigar between his fingers and draped in a dark robe that seemed to add layers to his already complex persona.

Idris stepped forward, “Mr. Quarry wishes to meet with you.”

As Ronald heard this, his eyes flickered slightly.

He cast a glance at Idris, his gaze deep, “Yorick?”

Idris nodded, “He’s likely here for our mine. It seems the Quarry family has become rather picky with the Larkin family’s foster daughter and biological daughter, likely due to the Larkins mine running low these past two years.”

Ronald took another drag from his cigar, a sardonic smile slowly creeping across his lips, “Picky, you say?”

Caught off guard by the response, Idris hesitated before nodding, “Indeed.”

“And since when did they earn the right to be choosy?”

Idris remained silent, realizing he had broached a sensitive topic. It was clear that Yorick’s hopes for a partnership were slim.

The air in the study grew colder as Ronald’s demeanor chilled further.

Idris, attempting to alleviate the tension, added, “The marriage arrangement was seemingly decided secretly by the Larkins and the Quarries, without Ms. Quinn’s knowledge.”

This revelation only served to deepen the frost in the room.

Idris, remembering something, mentioned, “Also, Mr. Quarry’s assistant has been in talks with our security team, wanting to purchase Wave Residence.”

“Purchase this place?” Ronald uttered.

“Yes, for the Larkin family’s foster daughter’s recuperation. They’ve intended to rent the place last time, sounding quite urgent.”

Ronald’s laugh was coldly scornful.

“Eager to spend a fortune right after the wedding was canceled, all for a foster daughter’s health?”

Idris scratched his head, realizing every step Yorick took seemed to provoke Ronald further, dancing dangerously on his last nerve.

“Their desperation for an alternative to the dwindling mine supply must be serious.”

Ronald flicked ash from his cigar.

Idris asked, “Shall we meet him?”

“Tell him I’m currently tied up, to wait for now,” Ronald replied.

To wait?”

It seemed this time, he intended to keep Yorick in suspense.

Ronald swept Idris an impassive look for Idris’s unresponsiveness.

If playing games was the plan, then so be it.

Stella groggily picked up Tabitha’s call, being reminded of a crucial meeting in the morning. It was about time!

As she hung up, another call came through.

She picked it up, “Hello?”

“Isn’t your rent due today?” Cloudia’s voice came from the other end.

Stella was speechless.

Who on earth told them that the house at Silk River Residences was rented by her?

“What?”

Asking about her rent now surely meant no good intentions.

“Do you want your card to be unblocked?” Cloudia probed.

Stella replied, “What if I say yes, or what would happen if say no?”

Cloudia said, “You don’t want it?”

“Cut the crap!” Stella’s patience was thinning. “If this is about Tegan, you can forget about it.”

Chapter 54

After learning of Ursula’s return, she’d contrived some great moves to deal with her. Yet, within a mere couple of days, Ursula was hospitalized, plagued by serious illnesses. Even without Stella’s meddling, Ursula was already suffering.

What was Cloudia thinking?

Asking Stella to persuade Tegan to treat Ursula?

Cloudia should consider Ursula was lucky enough that Stella hadn’t taken her life personally.

“Stella, I told you, Ursula didn’t do what you think she did. Why won’t you believe me?”

“I know what I know. I don’t need you making excuses for her!” Stella’s tone was firmer than Cloudia had ever heard before.

On the other end of the phone, Cloudia was incredulous at Stella’s attitude.

Stella should be struggling in her plight. Hadn’t hard times taught her anything?

Cloudia bit back her frustration, “I guess you don’t want your card unblocked!”

“You think I care about that measly two grand you throw my way?”

Despite her indifference, she felt the Larkins all lost their marbles; they wouldn’t blink at dropping ten grand on some fancy piece of jewelry for their darling adopted daughter.

But when it came to their own flesh and blood, they’d nitpick over a monthly allowance, threatening to cut her off at the slightest provocation.

“Next time will you drop me down to two hundred on Ursula’s say-so?”

Stella was certain of it, no doubt in her mind. They hung on Ursula’s every word as if it were gospel.

Cloudia retorted, “So, you think the money’s not enough?”

“Do you think it’s a lot? Mrs. Larkin, what’s two grand to you? Probably wouldn’t even cover a handbag for Ursula without you feeling it’s beneath her to carry it, right?”

Cloudia fell silent in an instant. Because Stella was speaking the truth.

Ursula, with her entourage of high-society friends, represented the Larkins wherever she went. Cloudia wouldn’t dream of letting her step out with anything less than a luxury.

Stella couldn’t help but smirk. So, to them, Stella was a waste.

Cloudia, snapped, “You think it’s not enough? Fine, I’ll give you back your original allowance. How’s ten grand a month?”

It was clear Cloudia wanted to end this argument as quickly as possible, not even waiting for Stella’s response before adding, “That’s settled then. I’ll call the bank and set up the ten grand for you. But there’s something you need to do for me.”

All these two years, she had already gotten used to it. But the moment Cloudia mentioned a condition, Stella knew it must have something to do with Ursula.

“Finley?”

“You both attended the Patel family’s banquet. Don’t play dumb with me,” Cloudia remarked resentfully.

Stella chuckled scornfully, “So, you’ve done your homework, huh?”

She hadn’t planned to play dumb, to begin with. Cloudia was just making it too easy to rile her up.

But a request involving Tegan was already a hard pass, let alone adding Finley into the mix.

Cloudia pressed, “Just make sure they’re both at the hospital tomorrow, and I’ll make the call to the bank. Your allowance is waiting.”

All for Ursula.

Stella couldn’t control clicking her tongue, “Just ten grand to save Ursula’s life? Is that all she’s worth to you?”

Chapter 55

The moment those words were spoken, Cloudia on the other end of the phone was about to explode.

“From two thousand to ten thousand isn’t enough? What on earth do you want?”

To Cloudia, ten thousand was no small sum for Stella, especially considering the humble background she came from. Stella never wanted to spill the details about her foster family. Probably because they were too poor.

Even if she was her own flesh and blood, Cloudia couldn’t help but feel Stella was being incredibly hypocritical.

After all, weren’t they the ones who raised her? How could she look down on them? Two years ago, they had offered her a deal – if she told who her foster family was, they would offer them a sum of money.

Now, it seemed better to let it go. Their poor upbringing left Stella without having a shred of gratitude.

“I don’t want anything.”

“Well, you better think it through. If you can’t pay your rent and get kicked out, don’t blame me for being heartless.”

The meaning behind those words was clear. If she couldn’t afford to stay at Silk River Residences, she shouldn’t dream of coming back to the Larkin family.

Stella blinked, gazing at the bright sunshine outside the window, “To reach this point as a mother, is truly an eye-opener for me.”

Without waiting for Cloudia to respond, Stella hung up first.

Being a mother like that…huh! Stella genuinely wished Cloudia could forget she ever bore that title.

At this moment, Stella felt like she was being unfairly accused.

At the hospital, hearing Stella hang up again, Cloudia was so incredibly furious. When she tried calling back, she was blacklisted.

Jaxon came over and saw Cloudia in a fury, “Who did she learn this bad habit from? Always blacklisting people on a whim.”

It was enough to drive Cloudia insane, truly the angriest she had ever felt in her life towards Stella.

Jaxon looked a bit pale, evidence that Stella’s kick from the night before had nearly done him in.

“How are you feeling?”

“Fine now,” Jaxon said.

He claimed to be fine but was clearly seething inside.

Cloudia had filled him in on Finley’s situation the night before, leaving Jaxon perplexed.

It was too much of a coincidence.

Cloudia scoffed, “Agree? Why does she have to be at odds with Ursula?”

Jaxon remained silent, his face dark.

Jaxon couldn’t give her a reply.

That was a puzzle Cloudia couldn’t solve.

Jaxon frowned, pondering before he said, “The James family has been involved in charity work in impoverished areas for years. Could her knowing Tegan be related to that?”

Cloudia nodded, “Possible. So, her knowing Finley could also be related to Tegan?”

Tegan and Finley, both from the medical field, might not be in the same department but were still kind of working in the same industry.

Thinking this over, Cloudia and Jaxon didn’t suspect much further.

“How’s Ursula doing now?” Jaxon glanced at the hospital room.

Mentioning Ursula only made Cloudia sigh, “She woke up in pain twice last night.”

Thinking about Ursula enduring such pain made her heartache.

Orion was woken up early by Yorick to deal with the Mist Bay situation. Just as he was about to leave, Yorick called again, saying he would personally go to Mist Bay for negotiations.

Considering the buzz from last night, which for some unknown reason had blown up into rumors that Yorick was buying Mist Bay just so Ursula could have a peaceful place to recuperate.

Chapter 56

If they couldn’t seal the deal, it was going to be trouble.

“You didn’t see their butler when you went there last time?”

“No,” Orion nodded.

He didn’t dare to make a peep, aware that Yorick would probably complain about his incapability on this matter.

Cloudia called Yorick, “Rick, Stella just refused to help us get Finley and Tegan on board. What do we do now?”

Just hearing Stella’s name gave Yorick a headache. It felt like she was some cosmic joke played on him.

“I’ll figure this out. Stop calling her.”

In the matter related to Tegan, they had understood totally Stella’s stance. Why bother reaching out to her and humiliating themselves further?

“But Ursula…” Cloudia couldn’t finish her piece, her voice choked with emotion.

Stella’s heartlessness was beyond belief. How could someone be so indifferent in the face of a life-or-death situation? How was that family able to turn her into such a ruthless being?

The more Cloudia thought about it, the angrier she got.

Yorick uttered, “Alright. I’ll handle it. No more calls to her.”

“Okay.”

Ending the call, Yorick felt the anger boiling inside him. Rubbing his temples, he asked Orion, who was driving, “How does she even know Finley?”

“I…have no idea.”

“Maybe through Susanna Tucker?” Orion guessed after thinking for a moment.

Yorick thought that was the only plausible explanation. After all, given Stella’s competence, she herself wouldn’t have the means to mingle with someone of Finley’s stature.

Hearing the sound, he glanced up at her, “Awake? Why didn’t you sleep more?”

It was hardly early.

“Go have breakfast,” Ronald suggested with an indulgent look.

Upon seeing Stella, the butler quickly set the dishes for her, which had been kept warm.

As Stella finished the meal, Ronald received a call and put away his tablet.

Seeing him get ready to leave, Stella hurriedly put down the utensils, “Are we leaving now? Need a lift.”

Glancing at his wristwatch, Ronald frowned, “Where do you need to go?”

“I’m going to work!” Stella exclaimed.

Ronald, upon hearing her words, glanced at Idris, who had just walked in.

“Ms. Quinn, do you want me to close your studio for you?” Idris offered, knowing full well that if Ronald left Portis City, Stella would surely go with him back to Ferrowland. Thus, her studio was no reason to keep running.

“Why close it? I’ll find a manager by then. It’s making money, after all. Don’t just shut it down,” She had trained those designers herself, and they were doing well. Closing the studio would force them all to find new jobs.

“Let’s go. Quick, I have a meeting,” Stella hurried, grabbing Ronald’s wrist and pulling him towards the door.

Meanwhile, Yorick’s car pulled up outside the Wave Residence.

Chapter 57

Stella had just stepped out the door when her phone buzzed. It was Tabitha, reminding her not to forget some documents.

Stella remembered the document was still in her room.

“Ronald, you go ahead, I gotta grab a document. Or, if you’re not in a rush, wait for me?” she said, releasing Ronald’s arm and sprinting back to the house.

Ronald watched her bounding figure with a resigned smile, the corners of his mouth lifting in an affectionate grin.

“Still as scatterbrained as ever.”

Idris, observing Stella’s disappearing silhouette, remarked, “Well, she used to not worry about a thing, but now she’s the boss. She’s learning to be responsible.”

As Ronald heard the term “the boss”, his fondness deepened.

“My little girl’s all grown up.”

Idris nodded, “She sure has.”

They got into the car.

Ronald glanced at his wristwatch, “Have the butler arrange another ride for her. We’ll head out now.”

“Sure thing.”

Idris started the engine and dialed the house’s internal line to arrange transportation for Stella.

With everything set, they drove off.

Passing the gate, they noticed Yorick leaning against a Bentley, while Orion seemed to be negotiating something with the security.

“Mr. Quinn, it’s Mr. Quarry.”

Ronald peered out the window, spotting Yorick with a grim expression, smoking against the car door.

Idris mused, “Can’t believe he’s personally dealing with this to buy the place for that adopted daughter.”

Offering such a high price and even showing up in person, how important must that girl be to him?

Ronald’s gaze turned icy, “Tell the butler not to engage with him.”

The more important she was, the more irresistible the challenge became when it was unattainable.

“Got it,” Idris quickly relayed Ronald’s instructions to the butler.

The stance from above was clear, and the butler had no interest in wasting time. Thus, when Orion came, he never approved of the meeting.

“No need, she’s smart enough.”

But now he found her, and seeing how she could fend for herself, his concerns had vanished.

Now, both the Larkin family and Yorick were kept on their toes by her, especially the Larkins.

“Someone’s living here?”

“No,” Orion replied.

The place had always been unoccupied.

He turned to question the security again, but they were well-trained. They wouldn’t utter a word on matters they shouldn’t, especially regarding their employer’s whereabouts, keeping their lips tightly sealed.

Shortly after, another car exited the property, its speed moderate.

Yorick instructed, “Stop that car.”

“Huh?”

“It must be someone living there.”

Upon hearing this, Orion immediately positioned himself by the roadside, waving to the car.

Inside the car, the driver’s expression darkened upon seeing someone blocking the way.

Sitting in the back, engrossed in her documents, Stella heard the driver, “Miss, someone’s stopping us.”

Chapter 58

Stella was baffled.

Lifting her gaze to the outdoors, she spotted Orion standing smack in the middle of the road, with a Bentley parked by the curb.

She recognized the car – it belonged to Yorick.

Stella instructed, “Just drive through.”

These people were really pushing their luck too far.

Upon receiving the command, the driver floored the gas pedal.

Orion, standing in the road, felt a jolt of fear as the vehicle not only failed to slow down but actually picked up speed.

Security rushed over, “Hey, what’s the hell are you doing? Want to suicide? Move it now!”

Just as the security was about to shove Orion out of the way, a sudden force hit him from behind – Yorick had kicked him aside.

The driver saw the commotion ahead, including their own security caught up in the chaos.

Stella saw it too and with a groan of annoyance, she ordered, “Stop the car!”

Originally, with just Orion in the way, she figured he’d value his life enough to dodge.

But now, with a scuffle breaking out in the middle of the road, she wasn’t cold-blooded enough to risk running them over.

Forced to a stop, Stella didn’t wait for Yorick, who was visibly fuming, to approach; she rolled down the window first.

Their eyes locked.

Yorick, upon seeing Stella in the car, involuntarily tensed.

“What are you doing here?” Yorick questioned through clenched teeth.

His anger hadn’t subsided since he spotted a man in her house at Silk-River Residences, and right now she showed up here?

Stella asked instead of answering, “Why can’t I be here?”

Yorick clenched his fists. The way he looked at Stella was as if she were here for prostitution.

Their public spectacle was embarrassing enough. If word got out that Stella had shown up in a place like Mist Bay right after canceling their wedding, it would only bring more shame to both the Larkin family and the Quarry family.

Before Stella could respond, Yorick stepped forward, intent on dragging her out of the car, “Do you even care about the image of the Larkin family and the Quarry family? Is it because they blocked your card? Is this how low you’ll stoop? Don’t you understand why your card was disabled?”

Yorick was beyond frustrated. He was ready to take her back to the Larkin family for a proper scolding.

“Mr. Quarry!”

It was Stella who dismissively kicked Yorick on his abdomen.

Yorick, blue veins bulging on his temple, glared at Stella closely, “You…”

Stella, unfazed, straightened her disheveled dress and coldly commanded the driver, “Drive.”

“Stella!”

Yorick, furious, attempted to grab her again, “Get out of the car. Have you no shame?”

She seemed reckless enough to get into anyone’s car. Was there anything she wouldn’t dare do?

Before Yorick could reach the car door, the vehicle shot forward like an arrow released from its bow.

Had Yorick not dodged quickly, the wheels might have rolled over his foot.

“Dammit! This woman…”

He was at his wit’s end.

Chapter 59

Stella left. Yet, the tension she left behind was expressly thick, practically setting Yorick’s sanity ablaze.

“Did you see her? It was her, wasn’t it?”

Yorick shot an angry glare at Orion.

Orion nodded, “Yes, I saw Ms. Quinn around here yesterday too.”

“Yesterday as well?”

That wretch, selling her out once wasn’t enough? How many more times does she plan to do it? No wonder his black card didn’t impress her anymore, she couldn’t care less if the Larkins unblocked her card.

Was she being kept by a bunch of men now?

Orion could feel the rage emanating from Yorick and could only nod without daring to say more. But this simple nod seemed to fuel Yorick’s anger even more.

“Find out who that man at Silk-River Residences is, and also the…”

What were these men thinking, falling for someone like Stella?

The more Yorick thought about it, the angrier he got.

Orion wanted to say that finding out who the man at Wave Residence was would probably be impossible! But then he remembered Finley, who showed up at the banquet with Stella last night.

“A doctor?”

Yorick gritted his teeth in fury.

Maybe not!

Although Finley was a skillful doctor in Ferrowland with his own hospital, buying a place like Mist Bay seemed unlikely.

On the other side.

In the car, Ronald’s lips curled up as he watched the surveillance footage from the entrance.

Idris asked, “Ms. Quinn didn’t get the short end of the stick, did she?”

“That little tiger, how could she possibly lose out?”

Idris nodded, “Ms. Quinn has really grown up over the years, she’s learned to protect herself.”

She’d learned to protect herself? If possible, he wished she could always stay carefree and untroubled.

Ronald answered, “Hello?”

Jeremy’s voice came through the phone.

Ronald coldly replied with a single word, “Speak.”

Last night Ronald seemed agreeable towards their business, but then suddenly changed his mind. Frustrated, Jeremy went back and dug up everything that happened at the banquet.

Apart from Sirena getting into a fight with Stella, it seemed like nothing much happened. But are Sirena and Stella fighting? That was hardly news.

Ronald replied, “What do you think?”

He questioned instead of answering him, with his tone sharp.

Jeremy, having seen all sorts of situations, didn’t inquire further but tentatively suggested, “How about I have my sister apologize to her? I looked into it, and it’s all my sister’s fault. I’ll make sure Ms. Quinn is satisfied.”

Ronald promptly hung up.

Idris, who overheard the call, guessed Jeremy’s intentions.

“Ms. Patel must’ve had a rough night yesterday.”

Ronald chuckled callously, “That’s all the consequence she gets?”

Idris was unable to reply, assuming that punishment was trivial, considering she had publicly insulted Ms. Quinn.

Even though Ms. Quinn had struck back, it wasn’t easy for Mr. Quinn to let this go.

“So, what do you think Mr. Patel should do to satisfy Ms. Quinn?”

Chapter 60

Ronald ignited a cigarette, taking a drag, “Satisfied? Hardly!”

He knew all too well that little tigress’s temper.

If Sirena had been giving her a hard time these past two years, getting a simple “I forgive you” out of her now wouldn’t be a walk in the park for Jeremy.

On the other end, Jeremy’s face turned a shade of livid with exasperation as Ronald abruptly hung up on him.

“All you know is stuffing your face.”

Sirena was gingerly eating her breakfast, trying her best not to make a sound throughout the ordeal. Yet, she still couldn’t escape the fallout!

Jeremy, in a fit of rage, flipped the table right then and there.

Everything happened so suddenly that Sirena couldn’t even dodge in time. Her unfinished bowl of oatmeal ended up splattering all over her skirt.

“What’re you doing, Jeremy? Just because your deal fell through, you’re taking it out on me?”

She thought it was downright vile of him to bully her when their parents were not around. Mentioning the deal only fueled Jeremy’s rage further.

“Now, you’re going to apologize to Stella this instant!”

Sirena couldn’t believe her ears as she heard this. She gazed at Jeremy in disbelief, “What did you say? Apologize to whom?”

She thought she had misheard.

Apologize to Stella? The daughter of the Larkin family who nobody took seriously? The very Stella who was nothing but a ditz? How did she deserve her apology?

“Are you crazy, Jeremy?”

“If you can’t get an apology out of her today, I’ll show you what crazy really is.”

Sirena’s lips twitched, almost certain now that Jeremy wasn’t joking. He was serious about making her apologize to Stella.

“I won’t do it.”

Without a second thought, Sirena firmly spat out the words.

“Oh, you won’t, huh? Fine! Then pack your bags and get the hell out,” Jeremy retorted.

“What did you say? You’re…”

Jeremy asked, “Do you have any idea how many people are after that thing right now? Even Yorick is watching.”

Sirena stuttered, “Is…is it really that serious? What’s his deal with Stella, anyway?”

“How the hell should I know? Just get Stella’s forgiveness, or this isn’t over,” Jeremy snapped.

An apology was one thing, but securing Stella’s forgiveness? How could she possibly achieve that?

Asking for her apology was already a tough pill to swallow, let alone seeking Stella’s forgiveness. Sirena was on the verge of a breakdown.

Meanwhile, Stella had just arrived at the studio.

Stepping into the conference room, she answered a call, “Hello?”

“It’s me. Where are you?” Sirena’s voice came through from the other end, laced with suppressed anger.

That single “me” made Stella keenly aware of the fury in her tone.

Stella raised an eyebrow, “What’s up?”

“I need to see you.”

“For what?”

Sirena seeking her out was rarely a good sign. Stella expected this time to be no different, but then she heard Sirena spit out, “Apologizing!”

“What did you say?” Stella was convinced she had misheard, “You’re asking me to apologize? Are you out of your mind? Have you ever looked at your lousy self in the mirror lately, and now you want me to apologize to you?”

She assumed Sirena wanted her to apologize for something that happened the night before, and she wasn’t having any of it.

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Chapter 41

When the car came to a halt, Stella realized that Ronald had brought her to a banquet. She recognized the place. It was hosted by the prestigious Patel family of Portis City.

Over the past few years, the Patel family’s patriarch, Beckett Patel’s birthday celebration had become an event the Larkin family never missed. If she remembered correctly, this year marked the grand old age of eighty for the patriarch.

The opulence of this year’s event seemed to eclipse those of previous years. Luxury cars filled the parking lot, and the lights shone as bright as day.

Idris opened the car door with reverence, “Mr. Quinn, Mr. Patel is awaiting your arrival.”

Ronald nodded, glancing at Stella aside, “Hungry?”

As Stella heard this, she took a glimpse at her phone, noting the time, “A bit, yeah.”

She was always punctual when it came to meals. It was definitely dinner time.

Ronald suggested, “If you’re hungry, there’s food at the banquet. I’ll only need about half an hour with Mr. Patel.”

Stella was momentarily speechless, thinking they were here to celebrate instead of discussing business.

Observing the guests making their way inside, men in suits and women in various gowns, Stella looked down at her casual blazer and white sneakers, “Should I be going in like this?”

Ronald asked, “Any problem?”

Stella hesitated, “No…problem?”

Idris reassured, “No problem at all.”

Stella was rendered speechless.

Ronald glanced at Finley, who was engrossed in a game on his phone in the passenger seat, “Keep her company, will you?”

Finley, in the heat of the game, looked back at Stella, “Really hungry?”

Stella said, “Yeah. The Patel family’s chef makes amazing food.”

Finley remained silent, wondering with all the gourmet experiences Stella had in Ferrowland, she still fancied the cuisine from the Patel family’s chef.

Ronald truly pampered this sister, the kind of protective care that had always surrounded Stella, even worrying over her meals since she was little. Now, as grown as she was, the concern remained.

Finley’s lips twitched, “Right, won’t let your sister go hungry.”

With Ronald gone, Finley turned to Stella, “Star, let’s get you something to eat.”

Feeling the tension, Finley didn’t dare to jest further.

“Grab something here. I’ve got a game to finish.”

Thinking the pastry section was abundant enough to satisfy any hunger, Finley found a seat nearby.

Stella was really starving. As she bit into a piece of cake, Susanna’s voice rang out, “Star?”

Stella looked up to find Susanna’s gaze upon her.

Susanna checked around her, “Who’s with you? Why are you dressing like that?”

She dressed in a shimmering black V-neck gown, which made Stella’s casual outfit seem even more out of place.

“Did Yorick bring you here?” Susanna speculated, assuming Stella’s presence was part of his strategy to counter the backlash from her calling off the wedding with him.

With the cake chewing in her mouth, Stella could barely clarify with a simple “no”, and a mocking voice interrupted, “Oh, look who’s here. After canceling the wedding with Yorick Quarry, she still shows up at events like this.”

Chapter 42

Stella and Susanna glanced over together. Approaching them was Sirena Patel, flanked by two unfamiliar faces.

Susanna’s mood soured instantly at the sight of Sirena.

Sirena was besties with Ursula and had a thing for Jaxon. Ever since Ursula left two years ago, she and Stella had been at odds, though Sirena always found herself on the losing end in their encounters.

Sirena strutted up to Stella, “How did you get in here? Got an invite?”

Susanna quickly stepped in front of Stella, “An invite? Since when do you call the shots in the Patel family?”

Sirena snorted with laughter, “I may not be in charge, but I know for a fact she didn’t get an invite.”

The invites had been Sirena’s project with her mother. They’d sent one to the entire Larkin family, including Ursula, deliberately leaving Stella’s name out.

“Crashing for free food, Stella? Who gave you the audacity? And what in the world are you wearing? Dumped by Yorick and now you can’t afford a decent dress? Look at how pathetic you are!” Sirena’s voice dripped with disdain.

The pastry section, filled with youngsters, watched the drama unfold with eager eyes.

Susanna was fuming, “What she wears is none of your business. Have you looked at yourself?”

Sirena’s dress was so tight it seemed to warp her figure, and Susanna wasn’t about to let that go unnoticed.

Sirena snapped back, “Why are you butting in, Susanna? This is my home, my grandfather’s birthday bash. If you want to side with Stella, you might as well leave with her.”

Stella put down her plate and faced Sirena, “Are you sure about that?”

“Oh, what’s with that tone? Trying to threaten me? We didn’t invite someone as vile as you.”

Sirena had learned from Jaxon that Stella asked Tegan to go abroad and not to treat Ursula. For some women like her, she only felt disgusted.

Stella smiled, nodding, “Indeed, I wasn’t invited. So, how did I get in?”

Today was the birthday bash held by the Patel family, and everyone entered with invites. Even without being invited, those people would be extinguished guests.

Sirena laughed mockingly, “Susanna must’ve sneaked you in, right? Doesn’t matter who did, I want you out. Now!”

All eyes shifted to him and Yorick, both exuding an aura of untouchable grace, drawing the attention of every debutante in the room.

Given the Larkin family’s stance on Stella, Sirena felt no need to hide her contempt in front of Jaxon.

Jaxon’s gaze landed on Stella. Seeing her in a simple business suit, his expression darkened instantly.

Yorick also noticed Stella but quickly looked away, not willing to take another glance, clearly still upset over a previous incident at Silk River Residences.

Jaxon approached Stella, his voice low, “How did you get in? And why are you dressed like that?”

Stella retorted, “Is there a problem with my outfit?”

Jaxon replied, “What do you think?”

At that moment, Jaxon couldn’t help but think Stella had been led astray by the family who had adopted her. Her defiance and lack of decorum were embarrassing, to say the least.

Chapter 43

Jaxon blamed, “Even if you wanted to confront Yorick, showing up uninvited to the Patels’ bash is not the way to go.”

Truth be told, the absence of an invitation for Stella was at Jaxon’s insistence.

Lately, she’d been causing a scene over Ursula’s ordeal, and he didn’t want her showing up at these high-profile events.

The mere mention of “to confront Yorick” drew a laugh from Stella, “Why on earth would I want to find him?”

“If you’re not here for Yorick, then what’s your purpose? And now you’re panicking because Yorick has made it clear at the hospital today that he won’t marry you?”

In Jaxon’s eyes, Stella had simply taken her antics too far this time.

Who was Yorick? A minor tantrum might have been overlooked, but the chaos she’d caused in the last few days was too much. Publicly calling off their wedding, sending Tegan abroad – it was all too dramatic for Yorick to tolerate.

“I’ll have you know, whatever was between you and Yorick is officially over. You’ve dug your own grave, so don’t hold out any hope. Even our good words won’t sway him now.”

Stella raised an eyebrow, “As if you’d ever speak well of me.”

Her words cut deep, revealing the absurdity of their assumptions. Despite the city buzzing with news of her canceling the wedding, they still believed she’d chase after Yorick.

Seeing her defiant stance, Jaxon’s temper flared. “Just leave, Stella. You’re embarrassing yourself dressed like that.”

Yorick stepped forward, his gaze stern as he looked her over, his disdain barely concealed especially after seeing her attire.

“Leave right now. Since our wedding’s off, you got what you wanted.”

Stella remained silent.

“Stella, if I ever consider marrying you again, I must be out of my mind!”

Sirena, overhearing the conversation, approached in her high heels.

Stella gazed at Sirena. “That’s exactly what I’ve been hoping for.”

Sirena’s mocking laughter followed Stella’s indifferent response, “Keep pretending you’re above it all. Without the Quarry family or the Larkin family, you’ll end up begging on the streets. Let’s see how proud you’ll be then.”

“Who’ll be begging? So what if without those families, do you think I’m damn invisible?”

But, even if you intend degeneration, choosing this kind of woman doesn’t seem a decent bargain.”

Suddenly, a sharp slap landed on Sirena’s face, even silencing Susanna’s unfinished sentence.

It was Stella.

Originally, she begrudged talking with the fool Sirena, but hearing how Sirena hurled insults towards Susanna, she refused to tolerate it any longer.

The slap sent the room in silence, everyone shocked that Stella dared to strike Sirena.

Sirena, hand on her cheek, looked at Stella in disbelief, “Are you insane? How dare you hit me?”

“I did it, so what?” Stella’s voice tinged with contempt. “With the nonsense you spew, you should’ve been slapped multiple times and it won’t be much.”

Jaxon, realizing Stella had actually slapped Sirena at such a gathering, was furious beyond words.

Chapter 44

Barging forward, he shoved Stella aside with force, “Have you lost your mind? Is this the place for your antics?”

Stella glanced at her freshly ruined manicure. She hadn’t controlled her strength, and now, her new nails were destroyed. Her mood, already sour, soured further.

“Not the time for my antics? It’s not like this is the first time.”

Jaxon was livid, “You…”

Seeing Stella’s defiant attitude only fueled his anger. His hand raised, ready to slap her across the face. In his mind, she deserved a lesson for her outrageous behavior over the past few days.

But just as he swung with all his might, aiming for her face, his wrist was abruptly seized.

At the same moment, Stella’s knee found its way to his groin.

Jaxon let out a pained groan, his face twisting in agony.

“Stella, you…”

Finley, who had grabbed Jaxon’s wrist, was about to throw a punch at the man who dared to hit a woman. But before he could act, Jaxon was already curled up on the ground in pain.

Finley’s lips twitched, “What’s the deal? Trying to scam us?”

He hadn’t even touched him yet. But Jaxon’s pained expression seemed all too real.

Susanna turned to Stella, who calmly lowered her knee.

Finley, catching a glimpse of Stella’s calm demeanor, felt speechless for a moment. He had thought he’d need to intervene, or she’d be hit, but clearly, Stella could handle herself just fine.

“Jaxon, Jaxon!”

Sirena rushed to Jaxon’s side, yelling as she saw how painful he seemed, “What the hell did you do to him?”

Jaxon felt as if his world had shattered. Stella, a lady, attacking a man where it hurts most? How humiliating!

Yorick, witnessing Jaxon’s defeat at Stella’s hands, angrily approached her, “What’s this all about? Let me tell you, even if you turn Portis City upside down, I’m not going to marry you.”

Yorick’s firm stance made Finley glance at Stella, while just because of his words, the onlookers viewed her with disdain.

Another added, “Even if she regrets it, Mr. Quarry clearly won’t marry her now.”

A third commented, “A woman should be kind and gentle sometimes. Look at her, acting like a shrew. No wonder the Larkin family and Mr. Quarry don’t like her. Who would?”

Just as Yorick was about to say more, his phone vibrated.

A message from Cloudia showed Ursula on a hospital bed; she was awake, curling up in agony, her hair soaked with sweat.

Seeing Ursula in such a state softened Yorick’s anger. He turned to Stella, grabbing her wrist, “Let’s not fight, okay?”

Stella frowned, “Let go.”

There was a flash of disgust in her eyes, barely noticeable but still caught by Yorick.

Chapter 45

Was her disgust for him because of Ursula?

Or was it because of that man squatting in her house?

In that moment, Yorick realized with a chilling clarity that Stella might truly not want to marry him. The thought of her reluctance suffocated him.

He gripped Stella’s wrist tighter, “Come with me.”

“I’ll say it again, let go!” Stella demanded.

Yorick turned to face her.

In that brief moment their eyes met, Yorick saw an endless coldness in the depths of her gaze.

Her eyes were so cold… devoid of any warmth.

“Do you want to end up in the hospital like Jaxon?” Stella challenged.

Yorick was speechless.

That was when Finley stepped in, grabbing Yorick’s wrist, “Mr. Quarry, you really need to let go of Stella.”

“And who are you?” Yorick growled.

Just last night, he had encountered a stranger at Silk River Residences, and now another?

The moment Yorick saw Finley’s face clearly, his pupils shrank in shock.

Finley Yoder!? What was he doing here?

This medical prodigy from Ferrowland, especially renowned for his flawless heart surgeries, had billionaires lining up for his services.

Yet, mysteriously, two years ago, Finley had abruptly ended his medical career, turning away all patients. Still, his surgical prowess was often spoken of in high regard.

“The specifics of who I am don’t matter. What does is if you keep manhandling her, I assure you, Mr. Quarry, you won’t leave this banquet alive tonight.”

Finley’s eyes narrowed dangerously. At the time, his usually gentle gaze radiated an unprecedented danger.

Even Stella tensed at Finley’s unusual display of menace.

Once freed, Stella was immediately pulled behind Finley.

“I’m fine.”

Finley shrugged off Yorick, turning to Stella with a tender gaze, “Had enough to eat?”

“Let’s get out of here then. This place is filthy,” Finley declared without a hint of courtesy and led Stella away.

What was their relationship?

Clearly, Stella was aligning herself with some very influential figures. If that was the case, he had to admit that she was clever, the backing she found was seemingly nothing but powerful.

Meanwhile, Jaxon was still on the floor, reeling from Stella’s kick.

Walking downstairs, Ronald and Jeremy Patel were greeted by a chaotic pastry section.

Tonight’s party, hosted by the Patel family, was supposed to showcase Jeremy’s meticulous planning.

During the time when he was discussing business with Ronald, the assistant went in with a report of his sister causing a scene with a member of the Larkin family, which made Ronald visibly upset.

Upon hearing the assistant’s words, he instantly stood up and was about to leave.

Their business wasn’t done. Could this incident reflect poorly on the Patel family’s reputation? The thought deepened Jeremy’s irritation.

With narrowed eyes, Ronald scanned the room for Finley and Stella but didn’t find them.

Jeremy’s head ached, “Mr. Quinn, it’s not something serious. My sister’s always been so petulant, acting like a child. Why don’t we go back to the study and sign the…”

Chapter 46

“Mr. Patel, if you can’t even manage your own family, I’m going to have to think twice about this partnership.”

Jeremy was speechless.

Shouldn’t business and personal life be kept separate?

What did his ability to manage his family have to do with their business deal?

Before Jeremy could wrap his head around it, Ronald strode downstairs, leaving Jeremy utterly baffled.

The ambulance arrived swiftly, taking Jaxon away, and Sirena insisted on following.

Jeremy grabbed her arm, “Where do you think you’re going?”

“That wench Stella hit Jaxon today, how can I not go see him?”

Now that she was the public-recognized girlfriend of Jaxon’s, it was only natural for her to accompany him.

Jeremy was exasperated with his sister, especially with her association with the Larkins, whom he looked down upon. Ursula always seemed so pretentious, and he couldn’t fathom what his sister saw in them.

Seeing Jaxon in this state, it was clear to Jeremy that Stella must have reached her breaking point and lashed out at him again. The sight of Sirena wanting to follow only fueled his anger.

“Go where? Get back to your freaking room, you’ve embarrassed yourself enough.”

Sirena retorted, “What embarrassment? Let me go!”

“Nash.”

“Yes.”

“Take her back to her room.”

Seeing Jeremy getting serious, Sirena became even more frantic, “What are you doing?”

Jeremy glared at her fiercely, “I’ll deal with you later!”

With that, he hurried off.

Ronald’s rare visit to Portis City, coupled with his agreement to meet, was now being overshadowed by Sirena’s drama.

Unwilling to go upstairs, Sirena was adamant about seeing Jaxon.

“Let me go, I need to go to the hospital.”

The scene was chaotic until Nash, worried about Jeremy’s wrath, quickly had someone take Sirena upstairs.

Ronald’s expression was dark and foreboding, while Stella sat quietly beside him, not daring to make a sound.

“Not at all.”

Finley, sitting in front, quickly added, “I can vouch for her. She wasn’t bullied.”

Ronald’s mood didn’t improve.

Stella’s call was from Susanna, while Ronald’s was from Jeremy.

“Star, are you alright?” Susanna asked softly. She was curious about Stella leaving with Finley, a renowned international cardiac surgeon, far more famous than Tegan. How did she come to know such an influential figure?

Stella replied, “I’m fine. Let’s go for hot wings tomorrow. Bye.”

She quickly hung up.

Ronald, on the other hand, didn’t answer his call. Hearing Stella not only answer her phone but also make dinner plans, his mood grew even darker.

When Jeremy called again, Ronald didn’t hesitate to hang up and block the number.

“I really wasn’t bullied. Can you stop looking so grim?” Stella pouted.

Ronald asked, “Really?”

“Really,” Stella asserted.

Ronald snorted coldly, “Is this how you’ve been living these past years?”

Stella fell silent. His question hit the nail on the head. Indeed, she had been living like this for years.

They say you have to lose to win others’ affection.

Perhaps because she was never good at losing, that’s why so many people disliked her.

Chapter 47

As Ronald frowned, ready to say something more, Stella’s stomach let out an unmistakable growl.

The next moment, Ronald’s expression darkened even further.

“Haven’t eaten enough?”

Stella mumbled in grievance, “I barely had a bite.”

After that, the atmosphere in the car instantly turned heavy, and Ronald shot a cold glance at Finley, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Feeling the chill from that look, Finley shivered.

“Wait, I asked you, and you told me you were full, no?”

Yes, he had taken Stella out for a meal. But she was an adult, for crying out loud. Surely, he wasn’t expected to spoon-feed her?

Finley was at his wit’s end.

Stella said, “It’s not Finley’s fault. We’d barely started when someone caused a scene.”

“See? Even she says it’s not on me,” Finley defended.

Finley was losing it.

This lunatic Ronald always treated the girl he had practically raised as if she was a delicate flower that could never grow up. Any slight discomfort for Stella, and those around her would surely pay the price.

The phone buzzed again, and an unknown number flashed on the screen.

Ronald answered, “Hello?”

“Mr. Quinn, it’s me. What in the world happened? Why did you leave so abruptly? I mean…”

Jeremy’s voice, full of restrained panic, came through and before he could finish, Ronald abruptly ended the call.

“Idris.”

“Yes, Mr. Quinn?”

“Call Jeremy back later. Tell him…”

Feeling his gaze, Stella said nervously, “I wasn’t wronged.”

But it was futile.

Stella was speechless, thinking, “Home matters? Is he suggesting Jeremy give Sirena a good beating?”

Idris replied, “Understood.”

After all, she hadn’t been wronged. Prioritizing Ronald’s interests had always been her way, no matter when.

Back in Ferrowland, some heiresses dared to mock Stella for being nothing but an adopted daughter of the Quinn family. What became of them later, no outsider knew, but Idris was well aware.

The extent of Ronald’s protection over Stella was clear from the moment he took her in as a baby. His precious, how could he let anyone bully her?

Upon reaching Mist Bay, dinner was ready, and Stella was famished.

Ronald, ever so calmly, served her food, “Eat slowly, no one’s taking it away from you.”

Watching Stella devour her meal, Finley couldn’t help but remark, “You see, kids should be left to roam free. Look at her, eating so well-behaved now.”

That earned him a cold glare from Ronald.

Finley pouted, “Just stating facts.”

Back in Ferrowland, Stella used to be so picky at meals, always fussing over this and that.

Chapter 48

Watching Ronald hand her some greens, she ate them up without fuss. Now that was more like it.

“Can’t even shut you up with food, can it?” Ronald’s voice cut through the air, icy.

Finley shot back, “It sure can!” To prove his point, he stuffed a piece of steak into his mouth. Stella couldn’t help but laugh at his antics.

Over at the hospital.

Cloudia somehow caught wind that Finley had been spotted at the Patel family’s banquet.

As for what happened at the event, she was clueless.

She urgently called Yorick, who, closely watched by his folks, rushed over upon receiving her call.

“Rick, I wouldn’t bother you if it weren’t urgent. I’m worried that the doctor might leave, so I had to get you. You know how critical Ursula’s condition is. She needs top-notch medical care.”

That was the truth.

Ursula was battling dozens of health issues, each requiring precise treatment plans. Any misstep, any medication beyond her tolerance, would put her through unimaginable pain.

Yorick nodded, “I understand. Which doctor?”

“Finley Yoder, the renowned cardiologist from Ferrowland. You’ve heard of him, right? He’s been out of the medical field for a couple of years now, let alone out of Ferrowland to treat patients.”

Mentioning Finley made Cloudia anxious. Ever since learning about Ursula’s illness, she had been scouting for renowned doctors.

Finley, with his flawless track record in heart surgery, was top of her list.

Hearing it was Finley made Yorick’s expression darken.

No doubt, Finley was a medical genius.

But…

“He’s left the medical field. Getting him on board won’t be that easy.”

More so, his connection with Stella made it as challenging as getting Tegan involved.

Cloudia pressed, “But we must try. Think of something, will you? For Ursula’s situation, she really needs a doctor like him, you know that.”

Everything she was doing was to see Ursula through this crisis.

“I heard he attended Beckett’s birthday bash. Can’t be wrong about that.”

“What?”

“With who?”

Yorick clarified, “Stella!”

“How do they have any link?”

As Cloudia heard he was with Stella, her mood instantly soured. Her mind raced through their recent struggles to win over Tegan and Stella’s attitude.

If Finley was linked with Stella, it was clear they’d have a hard time getting him on board.

Damn it, why was Stella everywhere!

“But those two doctors are critical for Ursula, you know that,” Cloudia spoke with a heavy heart.

She truly hoped for Finley and Tegan’s collaboration. With these two on board, Ursula’s condition would significantly improve.

But Stella had to be involved.

“We must try, no matter the cost,” Cloudia pleaded, gripping Yorick’s hand.

Chapter 49

Having just wrapped up a chat with Yorick about Finley, Cloudia got a call.

Jaxon was rushed to the hospital, and she barely had time to ask what was wrong before she was racing to his side, leaving Ursula to Yorick.

Cloudia spotted Jaxon’s ghostly white face, “What on earth happened to you? How did you end up like this?”

Gritting his teeth, Jaxon growled, “We can’t reinstate Stella’s card. Not this time!”

Having the energy to make a scene, clearly, she hadn’t been starved to a certain degree yet.

Well, if Stella thought she was tough…

Then she’d have to be ready to sell her soul before she saw another penny from the Larkin fortune.

Cloudia nodded, “I know, I won’t do it. Wait, did she cause this mess?”

Jaxon was livid. He spilled everything about the debacle at Beckett’s birthday bash to Cloudia.

And as Cloudia listened, her expression darkened to a thundercloud. She gazed at Jaxon in utter disbelief, her eyes finally resting on his injured groin.

“She nearly ruined you?”

Cloudia found it difficult to breathe. This was way out of line. She knew Stella’s notorious temper, but this time, it wasn’t just that; she was downright rebellious.

Jaxon added, “I checked. Most of the tenants at Silk-River Residences are due for rent these days. Don’t give her a penny.”

Not just a halt on her cards, but not a single cash handout, either. He’d love to see how she managed.

Cloudia fumed, “We’ll reconsider it when she comes to beg.”

Rent’s due, huh?

Fine. Rent in those apartments wasn’t cheap. Cloudia was curious to see how long Stella could keep up her act.

She refused to believe Stella could outstubborn them this time. After years of living off the Larkin wealth and still acting out, it was clear she’d been spoiled rotten.

And when she did, Stella would have to agree to their terms, like bringing Tegan back and getting Finley to treat Ursula’s illness.

Back in the hospital room.

“Haven’t eaten anything?”

It was the truth.

“Rick, can you get me out of here? I’ve asked Mom, but she won’t allow it.”

Yorick remains silent.

“I really feel hopeless here, Rick. I want to leave.”

Every time when the doctors came to do the check-up, they shook their heads after reviewing her tests. Ursula felt like she wouldn’t make it out alive. She was expressly terrified.

“Should I find another hospital?” Yorick offered, his voice laden with sympathy.

Ursula shook her head, “No, I don’t want any hospital. I just want to leave. I’m really scared, Rick. Do you know? Every day in here, I feel like death is just around the corner, waiting to take me at any time.”

The feeling of life slipping away transiently suffocated her; she was really frightened.

Yorick reassured, “Don’t talk nonsense.”

“I’m serious, Rick. You don’t understand. Every time the pain hits, I wonder if I’ll ever see the sky outside the hospital again.”

Only those facing a terminal illness could truly understand the feeling – the dread of possibly dying in a hospital bed. It was truly scary.

Chapter 50

Yorick wrapped his hand around hers in a comforting gesture. “Don’t worry, I’ll get you out of this hospital.”

“Really?”

“Yeah, Orion’s working on it. Once everything’s sorted, I’ll have you discharged. You’ll see the sunrise and sunset every day then.”

A flicker of hope sparked in Ursula’s eyes at his words. She gripped Yorick’s wrist tightly, “Is that true?”

“Yes.”

At that moment, Yorick’s mind wandered back to Wave Residence over at Mist Bay. That place, he was determined to acquire it.

After leaving the hospital, Yorick tasked Orion once more to look into acquiring Mist Bay, regardless of the price.

Orion, hearing it was the same task, couldn’t help but feel frustrated.

“The owners made it clear. It’s not for sale or lease.”

Yorick stated, “Even if it costs double or triple the market price, that won’t be a problem.”

Orion was taken aback by his words. That place was worth tens of millions, and the double or triple price would be…

“What are you waiting for?”

Interrupted by Yorick’s words, Orion came to reality, nodding, “Got it. I’ll go tomorrow.”

It was late now; the owner wouldn’t be there if he paid another visit.

Meanwhile, Stella took a shower after dinner, now sketching designs on the chaise lounge in her room.

There was a knock on the door.

Without looking up, she uttered, “Come in.”

Ronald entered with a glass of warm milk. Seeing Stella drawing something, he walked up to her and placed the milk on a small table beside her.

Ronald leaned over and took a glance.

“What’s this?”

Stella replied, “Designs for the studio. I’m just finalizing some main parts.”

Ronald plucked the pencil from her hand, “It’s too late. Drink your milk and head to bed.”

The man’s hot skin was like a source of electricity sending a shiver down her body, making her coil instinctively.

“Ronald!”

“No, that’s…not necessary.”

What was he talking about?

Gazing at her flicking gaze as well as her flushed face, Ronald felt his heart lurch uncontrollably.

Hearing they’d go back to Ferrowland, Stella nodded, “Okay.”

Ronald loosened the grip, turned, and left.

While Stella was still there, her heart was pounding.

She took a glance at the milk Ronald brought to her; it was still warm.

Until then, she recalled since being in Portis City these years, she hadn’t had milk at night. Even those habits back at Ferrowland had been forgotten amidst the hustle of life. Her heart tingled with emotions at it.

Her phone buzzed.

Stella took a glance at the number; thinking it was another unknown call, she didn’t pick it up. To her, those calls were likely from Yorick or someone from the Larkin family.

However, she just rejected it and the caller persistently called back.

In the end, she picked it up, “Hello.”

“Stella, you wench.”

Sirena’s growl came from the other end, showing obviously Jeremy had taught her some lesson. Stella, not one to be bullied, snapped back with equal venom, “What’s your problem? Idiot!”

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Chapter 31

Stella was itching to make an escape too!

She thought she had made herself abundantly clear to Ronald about the debacle about Yorick. But now, sensing the increasingly dangerous aura emanating from Ronald, she realized her explanation hadn’t been clear enough.

Stepping forward, she shot Yorick a warning glance, “What are you doing here? Get lost now!”

Yorick sneered, “Why am I here? Stella, had I not shown up, who would find out what kind of person you are?”

His tone escalated with every word, culminating in a shout filled with rage.

“You spread rumors about Ursula and me, just to cover up your own dirty secrets, didn’t you? Stella, you’re a slut!”

The moment his words fell, a thunderous thump resonated through the air.

It was Ronald. His fist, hard as iron, landed squarely on Yorick’s face, instantly tensing up the atmosphere.

Yorick was convinced Ronald was nothing but a casual man, and now this brute dared to strike him, fueling his rage even further.

Before Stella could react, the two were locked in a scuffle.

Yorick, a perennial office dweller, even with regular workouts, was no match for Ronald, who had been living on the edge over the years.

In just a couple of moves, Ronald had him pinned down on the couch. Yorick was a mess, while Ronald, his towel firmly around his waist, remained unruffled.

Stella had been genuinely worried about that towel coming loose during their tussle moments ago.

“Stella!”

Yorick glared furiously at her, who was standing dumbfounded to the side.

This damned woman, harboring a man at home, and letting him lash out! Fuming and unable to take it out on Ronald, he directed his anger at Stella.

Stella quickly grabbed a jacket nearby and approached, “Here, put this on first.”

She hastily draped it over Ronald.

Ronald then released Yorick and put on the jacket.

Throughout, his gaze remained icy cold towards Yorick. Even after it was over, the tension between the two was palpable.

Stella glanced at Yorick, “You better leave now.”

If he hadn’t left, he might not have made it out alive tonight, such bad vibes.

“Stella, you…”

With that, the man pulled out a compact gun from his suit jacket.

In a place like Portis City, this man was actually carrying a gun? Had Stella lost her mind? What kind of dangerous person had she gotten involved with?

To try?

Stella had grown up in Ferrowland, never being treated like this anywhere. But here, in this place, with these people…

The danger in Ronald’s eyes intensified.

Such danger enveloped Yorick immediately, unaccustomed to being threatened in a place like Portis City.

His eyes narrowed, locking gazes with Ronald.

Ronald challenged, “Wanna try?”

“What’s there to try? Aren’t you freaking leaving yet?” Stella was on the verge of losing it.

Had Yorick gone mad? Couldn’t he see what Ronald was holding? Did he actually want to die here?

Although Yorick was annoying, Stella didn’t wish death upon him; after all, their quarrel wasn’t that deep.

Yorick shot Stella a cold glance.

Stella, exasperated, exclaimed, “Go already!”

Lingering here, he might as well end up as a cold headstone on the outskirts for eternity.

Chapter 32

Yorick stormed out of the Silk River Residences, his mind buzzing relentlessly.

Orion had been waiting for him downstairs, and the moment he saw Yorick’s ashen face and the bruise forming, he gasped, “Ms. Quinn still didn’t agree?”

Was refusing to get married not enough that she had to hit him too? Thinking about Stella’s fiery temper, Orion couldn’t help but shiver once more.

Yorick shot Orion a look. That icy glare was all Orion needed to know that Yorick had failed again.

Orion sighed involuntarily, “Women need to be charmed, you know.”

“Charmed, huh!” Yorick spat the word out with a heavy dose of sarcasm, making Orion fall silent.

With Stella’s stubbornness, charming her seemed like an impossible task. After all, she wasn’t someone who could accept others’ opinions. She was known for her incapability and petulance.

Yorick’s eyes narrowed dangerously, “Find out about the man who’s been hanging around her lately.”

“What?”

As hearing “man”, Orion looked at Yorick in disbelief, unable to believe the news. The idea of another man in Ms. Quinn’s life was shocking to him.

“That, that’s impossible. Ms. Quinn is always on her own, if not, it’s only Ms. Susanna Tucker keeping her company.”

In Orion’s words, Stella was a homebody, to put it nicely. Less kindly, she was seen as a lazy moocher who hardly ever left her apartment.

Yet, despite her temper, incapability, and high pride, the idea of her having a man in her life seemed far-fetched; if not for the backing of the Larkin family, Yorick, as the only man around, wouldn’t be by her side.

At the sight of Orion’s incredulous expression, Yorick’s face grew even more menacing, “I saw it with my own eyes.”

Orion was speechless, finding it difficult to believe.

Yorick couldn’t shake off the image of Ronald’s dangerous eyes and the ease with which he brandished a weapon. His face seemed somewhat familiar, but he just couldn’t recall where he had seen it before.

“He must be involved in some shady business,” Yorick spoke after a moment of thought.

He was determined to uncover the identity of this mysterious figure in Portis City. No matter who he was, he was hell-bent on sending him to hell.

Yorick’s words baffled Orion even more. Given Stella’s temper, it was impossible for her to get tangled with someone handling shady business.

Downstairs, Yorick fumed as he left.

Upstairs, Stella’s drowsiness had been completely scared away by the commotion, especially Ronald’s imposing demeanor.

Now, sitting on his lap again, she felt far from the child he used to dote on. Ronald seemed to enjoy holding her, yet she was no longer a child but a grown woman.

Being in his arms, she could no longer feel the affection he had for her as a kid. At the moment, the danger emanating from Ronald was palpable.

The mess Yorick had caused seemed to undo all her attempts at explanation.

Stella shook her head, “No, I just didn’t want to dirty the place where I’ve been living for two years.”

Beneath his gentle facade, there was a merciless heart. When she got kidnapped at thirteen years old and later Ronald found her, he took all the kidnapper’s lives in her presence.

Moments ago, if Yorick refused to leave, Stella was sure Ronald would kill him!

Ronald chuckled, “Star, lecturing me on the law?”

If people had feuds, they could settle the scores by all means, yet murder was not a solution. Despite years by Ronald’s side, she was still terrified of bloodshed.

Ronald, sensing her stiff body, was aware that the incident had left her a serious psychological shadow. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been frightened by the Schultzes’ threat or have obeyed what they required.

As Ronald thought of her inner fear, the harsh edge to his demeanor faded, replaced by an older brother’s tenderness.

“Alright, we’ll follow your wishes, and be a good citizen.”

Stella doubted his sincerity.

Ronald gently ruffled her hair, “Want to continue sleeping?”

Stella shook her head.

How could she fall asleep after what had happened? She was wide awake.

Ronald suggested, “Since you’re not going to sleep, let’s go.”

“Where to?”

Stella looked unwittingly out at the pitch-black night and then at the clock. It was six in the morning, but in Portis City, dawn came late.

Chapter 33

Ronald looked around the modest 1,000 square foot apartment, feeling somewhat headache.

He’d given her more than enough money over the years. Was this really how she took care of herself?

A phone call had summoned Idris. Stella was packed up overnight and taken to the Wave Residence.

Gazing at the grand estate, Stella turned to Ronald, eyes widened in shock, “This is yours?”

“It’s yours,” Ronald corrected her.

And it truly was. The estate was in Stella’s name.

The corner of Stella’s lips twitched, “My own?”

“Yep, remember this place? You once mentioned you liked it.”

Stella drew a blank. She had said she liked many places; recalling any specific affection for this place was hard. But she had always known about it in Portis City.

Yorick had once been interested in buying the estate when he found out it was unoccupied, tasking Orion with finding out who owned it. Despite Orion’s efforts, the owner remained a mystery.

Now, knowing the estate was hers, Stella was genuinely stunned.

“We’re going to live here?”

Ronald nodded, “Yeah. There are some things to take care of in Portis City. We’ll be here for a while.”

Stella merely hummed in acknowledgment. Ronald mentioned having things to handle, and she didn’t pry. She rarely did when it came to his affairs.

So, Stella moved into the Wave Residence.

As Idris showed her to her room, he mentioned, “This was supposed to be your coming-of-age gift from Mr. Quinn. Though it wasn’t sent by your 18th birthday, it’s never too late.”

The term “coming-of-age gift” made Stella’s eyes sting with unshed tears.

Ronald had promised her a gift she craved for her coming of age. The gift had been in preparation by Ronald personally before their father’s untimely demise. It was such a shame.

Stella, signing secretly, nodded, “Yes, it’s never late.”

The Schultz family had been thoroughly outmaneuvered by Ronald, securing his position at the pinnacle of Ferrowland’s elite. No one could harm him now, and Stella was safe too.

“Rest up, Ms. Quinn. Breakfast is being prepared. Once Mr. Quinn finishes his video conference, he’ll join you.”

Stella nodded, “Okay.”

Her room faced the sea. As Stella settled in, she watched the dawn break over the horizon; the sunrise over the sea was breathtaking.

She remembered now. She had mentioned loving this view. Ferrowland was inland, and what Stella missed most was watching the sunrise from the sea’s embrace.

Ursula had been wracked with pain all night, looking utterly worn out by morning.

Jaxon had also stayed throughout the night, his temper flaring on more than one occasion.

Yorick returned.

Face sour, Yorick cast a glance at Ursula, a glance saying it all as the rest knew the answer he would make.

Cloudia’s frustration boiled over, “How can she be so cruel? This is a matter of life and death.”

Ursula swept a glance at Yorick, then quickly turned away to hide her tears. Seeing her like this only hardened Yorick’s view of Stella.

Cloudia dialed Stella’s number directly, only to be met with cold automated rejection.

Stella had already blocked her.

Unable to get through the call, she grew more furious, “She’s pissing me off.”

Cloudia promptly borrowed a phone from a nurse and finally got through to Stella. The call connected; before Stella could speak, Cloudia unleashed her frustration.

“Stella, this is too much. Picking on Ursula is one thing, but now in her hour of need, you’re still acting out?”

“Mrs. Larkin, are you accusing me? I don’t believe you’re in any position to,” Stella’s icy reply cut through.

Cloudia’s hand gripping the phone quivered at the words, her anger simmering. No mother in the world could accept the tone of how their daughter was addressed.

Cloudia corrected her through clenched teeth, “No matter what you call me, I am your mother. Your biological mother! That’s unchangeable.”

The disdain was palpable even over the phone.

Stella’s derisive laugh echoed, “My biological mother? You’ve certainly shown me what that means.”

Chapter 34

Cloudia felt like she was on the verge of exploding. Had it not been for Ursula’s current dire state, she would’ve given Stella a piece of her mind.

Right now, she didn’t want to waste her breath arguing over the phone. Taking a few deep breaths, she bit back her anger, “Where are you? I’m coming to you.”

“Why do you come to me?”

“We need to have a serious talk!”

Ursula was deteriorating, and Cloudia wanted to resolve whatever issue Stella had face-to-face. Whatever Stella wanted, she was ready to give, just to have Tegan James back as soon as possible.

But here she was, ready to make concessions, and Stella couldn’t care less.

“I have nothing to talk about with you. Also, everything that needed to be said has been said clearly.

Mrs. Larkin, I can’t deal with the Larkin family drama, and frankly, I don’t need you as a mother. It’s better if we just act like we don’t know each other.”

With that, Stella coldly ended the call.

Her phone was already a challenge to reach, and now she had directly hung up, leaving Cloudia trembling with rage.

Especially that line about not needing her as a mother filled Cloudia’s heart with frustration.

Jaxon stepped out of the hospital room, only to find Cloudia looking utterly heartbroken. Without asking, he knew Stella must’ve upset her again.

Seeing Jaxon, Cloudia lamented, “Why is she like that? Couldn’t whatever grievances she has to wait until Ursula gets better? Why now?”

No matter what she said, Stella wouldn’t have any of it.

Jaxon frowned, “I’ll go talk to her.”

Cloudia lamented, “It’s not like we’re asking her for her life. Just to call Professor James, and she won’t even do that. How did I end up with such a daughter?”

They hadn’t even reached the point of discussing organ transplants. If that were the case, would Stella broadcast to the world that she had no connection to them?

Jaxon remained silent.

Cloudia continued, “Ever since she came back, she refused to take our surname, which just shows she never truly wanted to be part of this family. I wonder what kind of people raised her, to turn out this way.”

Initially, when Stella was found, Cloudia felt somewhat grateful to the Quinn family. But now, her grudges towards Stella had morphed into resentment towards the Quinns. She blamed them for not raising her right.

Jaxon frowned, “You should talk to the doctor. Ursula had a tough night; see if there’s anything stronger to alleviate her pain, no matter the cost.”

Cloudia nodded, “Alright, I’ll go. Please, when you talk to her, be kind.”

Despite her frustrations, Stella was key to Tegan’s situation, and they couldn’t afford to upset her further.

Jaxon nodded, “I understand.”

Cloudia went to find the doctor, while Jaxon headed straight to Silk River Residences to find Stella.

Chapter 35

Outside the hospital room.

Yorick’s expression was grim as he glanced at Orion, “Did you find anything?”

Orion shook his head, “Nothing.”

“Nothing?”

Hearing Orion hadn’t found anything, Yorick’s expression darkened. If there was nothing, why come to him at all?

Orion said, “I barely started digging when I hit a wall. There’s a power stopping me from going further. Seems like the guy is no ordinary person.”

A barrier the moment he started digging? If so, that man’s identity was indeed no small matter.

This notion had been crystal clear to him since last night at Silk River Residences when that man had pointed a gun at him. But this secrecy around the man’s identity was making things unnecessarily mysterious.

“How about you just ask Ms. Quinn directly?” Orion suggested.

It seemed impossible to dig any further. With such a force blocking the search, the man’s visit to Portis City was obviously meant to stay under wraps.

Mentioning Stella only made Yorick’s headache pound. He didn’t even want to think about Stella right now.

Yet the thought of her with another man gnawed at him, and surprisingly, he felt somewhat painful.

Finding out who the man with Stella was seemed impossible now.

Yorick, with a sour expression, returned to the hospital room.

Ursula looked at him, “What’s wrong? Trouble at the company?”

She didn’t suspect it had anything to do with Stella.

Yorick shook his head, “It’s nothing.”

“Rick, I want to be discharged.”

Upon hearing this, Yorick’s expression hardened, “Don’t be ridiculous.”

Ursula showed a pained expression, “The smell of disinfectants here, I feel like I might never leave the hospital. Rick, I’m scared.”

She was genuinely afraid. Who wouldn’t be, dealing with so many ailments all at once? It was a significant hurdle in life. Whether she could overcome it was uncertain.

Seeing Yorick silent, Ursula reached out to hold his hand, “I want to stay by the sea, where I can see it, along with the sunrise and sunset. Rick, I’m afraid these might be my last moments.”

The hospital always made her doubt her life’s longevity.

Yorick looked at Ursula, who had grown so frail in just two days.

“I’ll have Orion arrange it.”

He couldn’t bear to refuse her.

Ursula nodded with a bitter smile, “Thank you. I just don’t want to spend my possibly last moments in a hospital.”

“Fool,” Yorick sighed.

As he left the hospital room, it was already noon.

Yorick, holding a cigarette, thought for a moment, “Go to Mist Bay and speak to the person in charge there. I want to rent Wave Residence for a while.”

More importantly, it was spacious!

So, after considering his options, Yorick felt Wave Residence was the best choice. He knew the owner of Wave Residence wouldn’t sell, but renting it for a while was an option.

The place was vacant, which they knew. They’d refused to sell before, so would they care about the rental income?

Orion nodded, “Alright, I’ll take care of it.”

Yorick was always meticulous when it came to Ursula, and this time was no exception. Although it was hard to accept, he had to face the reality that Ursula might not overcome this trial.

Stella hadn’t slept well the night before and was coaxed into eating breakfast by Ronald, only to go back to sleep for the entire morning. She skipped lunch entirely.

Ronald sat by her bed, his face full of affection as he pinched her cheek, “Are you really that tired?”

Stella was exhausted, barely uttering a sound before turning over to continue sleeping.

Seeing her this tired, Ronald didn’t want to disturb her further and left the room. As he left, he told the waiting servant, “Don’t disturb her. Let her eat when she wakes up.”

“Of course,” the servant replied respectfully.

After receiving a call, Ronald left Wave Residence without even having lunch.

Stella slept until nearly 2 PM. Tabitha called, saying there were a couple of issues with a design, and the designers were clueless about how to proceed.

Stella got up from bed, “Hold on, I’ll be there soon.”

“Alright.”

After hanging up, Stella got washed up and changed; she was about to leave when she noticed a servant waiting at the door.

Seeing her, the servant greeted her respectfully, “Mr. Quinn said to have you eat something when you wake up.”

“Where is he?”

Stella was still adjusting to being found by Ronald.

“He left after receiving a call, instructing that you have your meal.”

“OK.”

Ronald was always busy. Back in Ferrowland, when her father was still around, it was normal not to see him for a week. His stay in Portis City wouldn’t be long, and he would likely be very busy.

Chapter 36

In the kitchen, everything being prepared was her favorite.

Initially, Stella had insisted she wasn’t hungry, but as she descended the stairs, the familiar aroma wafted towards her, halting her steps. It was the taste of home.

Adapting to the culinary landscape of Portis City over the past two years has been a challenge for her.

Taking a bite of the comfort food, she found herself unable to stop, polishing off four plates of food and two bowls of soup!

The staff were astonished at her appetite.

The landline rang.

The butler briskly walked over to answer it; it was Ronald on the line inquiring about Stella.

Without thinking, the butler glanced toward the dining area, “Ms. Quinn has woken up and is currently having her meal.”

“Appetite? Oh, quite good indeed, she’s had four plates already.”

Stella was like, “…”

Had she really eaten that much? She had never indulged like this during her three years in Portis City!

The content of the conversation on the other end was unknown. After hanging up, the butler hurried back, “Mr. Quinn says you shouldn’t eat anymore.”

Upon hearing his words, Stella, who had been eyeing another piece of fish, cast a puzzled glance at the butler.

The butler explained, “Mr. Quinn thinks you’ve eaten too much; you might feel unwell later.”

Knowing it was Ronald’s concern, Stella promptly set her utensils down.

Leaving the Wave Residence, Stella coincidentally ran into Orion inquiring about the owner at the entrance. He paused upon seeing her.

“Ms. Quinn? Why are you here?”

Raising an eyebrow, she retorted, “Why are you here?”

In Orion’s mind, she shouldn’t be here, but then again, he wasn’t supposed to be here either.

Orion was caught off guard by her question, a hint of mystery flickering in his eyes, “Just for some business.”

Stella remained silent. For some businesses? There was merely Wave Residence in the entire Mist Bay. It was impossible Yorick had any connection with Ronald.

So, what business could Orion have here?

“What business?”

Orion seemed hesitant.

Seeing his reaction, Stella guessed what it likely was about, “You wouldn’t happen to be here because of Ursula, would you?”

Orion found it hard to answer upon hearing Stella’s words. His inability to deny directly confirmed Stella’s suspicion.

After Stella left, Orion turned to the security who, during their conversation, had already contacted their superiors.

“What about renting the estate?”

Hearing the firm refusal, Orion was taken aback. Still not giving up, he asked, “Did you mention the rental fee to them?”

The security’s disdain was evident as he heard him mentioning the rent, “Orion, even though the Quarry family is a major name in Portis City, do you think our owner would be interested in mere rent?”

“Mind if I ask who is the owner of this estate? There’s a complicated situation right now, and we really need to borrow some rooms.”

It was not like there wasn’t a good manor in the Quarries’ name. Mainly because the Quarry elders expressly loathed Ursula, and if Ursula really lived in one of their manors, those elders would definitely interfere. By then, things would escalate.

The guard’s face turned cold the moment Orion intended to probe into the one behind, “You’re asking questions that shouldn’t be asked.”

Orion was at a loss for words. All those years, tons of people attempted to figure out who owned Wave Residence, even trying to buy the land.

However, even now not a single person was able to get any information.

Who exactly was the owner? So mysterious.

Orion returned to Yorick with the news.

Yorick’s frustration was palpable upon hearing that the estate was neither for rent nor borrowing and even the identity of the owner remained a mystery.

Orion added after pondering for a while, his face grim, “I ran into Ms. Quinn there.”

This news visibly shook Yorick.

Jaxon, already on edge, snapped at Orion’s words, “Where did you see her?”

Damn Stella! He’d knocked on the door at Silk River Residences for quite a while but to no avail. Now he heard from Orion that he met her outside, she seemed to be quite leisurely and still strolling around.

Chapter 37

Seeing Jaxon approach, Orion respectfully said, “Mist Bay, Wave Residence!”

“What was she doing there?”

The moment Jaxon heard Stella was over at Wave Residence, his expression darkened.

Was she really trying to burn bridges with the Larkin family, seeking a backdoor at that place?

Could it be she was trying to charm the elusive owner of Wave Residence?

Ha, wishful thinking.

Right now, in the entirety of Portis City, there were hardly a few who would give her a second glance.

The owner of Wave Residence, although shrouded in mystery, must be someone of significant stature to own such a grand estate in Portis City.

Stella trying to seduce him was like a fool’s dream.

Orion replied, “I’m not sure.”

At that time, Stella wouldn’t even spare him an extra word, and with Wave Residence being tight-lipped, it was impossible to know why Stella had gone there.

Yorick’s face turned darkened, “Find out who the owner is, as soon as possible.”

Clearly, he hadn’t given up hope.

Ursula said she was scared but in reality… Yorick was scared too, frightened that Ursula might not make it through this time.

Therefore, he too hoped to fulfill all her wishes in what could possibly be her last days.

Seeing Yorick hadn’t given up, Orion nodded with a hint of headache, “Got it.”

In the hospital room.

Cloudia had been constantly by Ursula’s side these past few days. Watching Ursula being tormented by her illness until she passed out was unbearable for her.

Just as Yorick was about to step forward, his phone rang.

“You need to come back immediately.”

Yorick glanced at Ursula, who had already fallen asleep and hummed in acknowledgment.

“I heard Professor James is not only good at managing the condition but also has a lot of experience in alleviating patients’ suffering. Rick, Ursula just passed out from the pain,” Cloudia said in agony.

But despite putting pressure on the director and personally calling Tegan, the result…

“Rick, you have to figure something out, Ursula is really in too much pain,” Cloudia said in distress.

Yorick nodded, “Yeah, I’ll find a way.”

“And also, with Ursula’s condition now…you and her…” Cloudia couldn’t continue.

She truly hoped Ursula could be with Yorick, but with all these medical reports piling up, and seeing Ursula tormented by her illness time and again, she knew very well that no matter what, the Quarry family would never accept Ursula.

It might even upset the Quarry family, and even with Yorick’s support, the Larkin family would not have an easy time.

After weighing the pros and cons, Cloudia took a deep breath, “You can’t drag things out with Stella anymore. And Professor James, you have to bring her back no matter what.”

Initially, she hoped Yorick could stay by Ursula’s side during this time.

But now, what good would Yorick’s presence do? He wasn’t a doctor, and the crucial doctor they needed was somehow tied to Stella.

So, it all boiled down to Tegan’s return being of paramount importance.

Chapter 38

When Yorick heard about his entanglement with Stella, his face instantly darkened. Without needing to ponder, he knew exactly why his mother, Imogen, had called him back home – and it was to discuss that damn Stella.

A wench who had somehow managed to charm the elders of his family.

An hour later.

Yorick returned to the Quarry Manor, only to be met with Imogen’s livid face, “What did you promise me yesterday? You said you wouldn’t see Ursula again!”

Imogen’s words were delivered through gritted teeth. Just thinking about the array of illnesses Ursula had contracted was enough to infuriate her. How does a decent woman end up with so many ailments?

It was one thing for the elderly, but Ursula was far too young to be suffering from so many health issues.

Yorick, his expression dark and foreboding, retorted, “Forget about me and Stella.”

“What did you say? Are you really considering a future with Ursula?”

“It’s not about Ursula,” Yorick cut Imogen off sharply.

Before last night, perhaps Ursula was a reason he couldn’t progress with Stella. As Yorick recalled the man who showed up at Silk-River Residences, his scowl deepened even further.

“Then why?”

Imogen refused to believe Ursula wasn’t involved.

Yorick stated, “Anyway, it’s not about Ursula.”

“Ursula, Ursula, Yorick, let me tell you, even if Stella isn’t in the picture, you can forget about being with Ursula unless we’re all six feet under.”

She was referring to the family’s six elders, each a formidable presence. Yorick’s grandparents on both sides, along with Imogen and his father.

“You…”

Imogen, visibly agitated, glared at Yorick viciously, “Fine, don’t marry her. But you’re well aware of why our family sought an alliance with the Larkin family.”

The Larkin family was also acutely aware that without the Quarry family, they couldn’t protect that mine. And the resource extracted from that mine was precisely what the Quarry family desired most.

The Quarry family was in dire need of a replacement, rendering the Larkin family practically disposable in Imogen’s eyes.

Imogen closed her eyes for a while, “Your uncle just received news that the heir from Ferrowland has arrived in Portis City.”

The heir from Ferrowland?

Like the Larkin family, they controlled the same mine but in a quantity tenfold greater!

Yorick’s pupils contracted at this, “You mean, that heir?”

Imogen nodded, “The heir of the Lugar family. You need to find a way to connect with them.”

Securing this connection would ensure the Quarry family’s survival, even if the Larkin family’s mine ran dry.

Chapter 39

Stella, on the other side, had been cooped up all afternoon in her office, buried in endless meetings.

Just as the clock struck six, her phone buzzed with a call from Ronald, “Come down, I’m out front.”

“Isn’t it a no-parking zone there? Why didn’t you use the parking garage?”

“So, hurry up then.”

“Alright.”

She ended the call, haphazardly stuffing her designer tote with an assortment of items.

Her assistant, Tabitha, watched this spectacle with pity, “Boss, that’s a limited edition.”

Stella blinked, “Oh? Is it?”

She was clueless!

Tabitha could only sigh in response.

Was something amiss with this heiress’s common sense of life? Did she not grasp the value of her purchases?

Considering the moderate annual profits of the studio, and then remembering the lavish gifts Stella distributed among them, Tabitha couldn’t help but wonder where exactly Stella hailed from.

Despite the fallout with the Quarry family, her generosity seemed boundless. The Larkin family didn’t appear to pamper her to this extent; otherwise, why would she venture out to start her own business?

“Everything from the meeting has been delegated, just keep an eye on things.”

After reminding her of things, Stella stepped out of the studio, spotting Ronald’s unmistakable car not too far off and making a beeline towards it.

Her phone buzzed again, and since today she’d contacted dozes of important clients, without much thought, assuming it to be another, she answered, “Hello?”

“Where are you?”

Jaxon’s suppressed voice came through. Even through the phone, Stella could sense his barely contained fury.

“What do you want?” Stella asked.

Jaxon commanded, “Call Tegan, tell her to come back now.”

The profanity brought a momentary silence on the line, followed by Jaxon’s voice, now even more livid, “Stella, have you lost all sense of respect?”

Jaxon fumed, “Dare to insult me again?”

“Stella!” Jaxon snarled.

Jaxon went berserk, “Tell me, where are you exactly?”

Stella retorted, “If you are that capable, find out by yourself, you bumpkin!”

Stella didn’t forget to hurl insults before hanging up.

On the other side, Jaxon almost fainted in utter rage upon hearing the disconnected line. His frustration had reached its peak, especially after not finding her at the Silk River Residences.

Then he came back to make a call to her but found his calls blocked. Borrowing a phone had finally gotten him through to her, only to be met with insults after barely a few rounds of conversations.

He hardly was able to suppress his urge to find her and wring her neck.

Standing beside him, Cloudia overheard Stella’s tirade, sighing, “Does she really hate us that much? What do we ever owe her?”

Jaxon retorted, “Owe? What a waste giving her the life!”

With that, he dialed out, determined to locate Stella no matter what.

Now Jaxon only had one thought – find where that arrogant Stella was.

If she thought she could defy him with impunity, he was ready to show her otherwise.

Chapter 40

Cloudia sighed, glancing toward the hospital room, “Okay, enough. Don’t you have Beckett Patel’s birthday bash to attend tonight? Better hurry up, don’t want to be late.”

“What about Stella?”

Jaxon was worried about Ursula.

Cloudia said, “Once we locate her, I’ll go talk to her.”

It had become clear to her that intimidation wouldn’t work on Stella.

So, sweet-talking it was.

For now, getting Tegan back was the priority.

Stella got into the car and realized there was someone else in the passenger seat.

“Finley?”

Finley Yoder, a renowned cardiologist from Ferrowland. Especially in surgery, he had never failed, earning him the nickname “Phantom Healer”.

Finley turned to Stella with a mischievous grin, “You little rascal, quite the hide-and-seek champion. Your brother had a hell of a time looking for you. If you were still no news, I suspected he might start digging to Hades, see if you hid there.”

Hearing about Ronald’s long search, Stella felt a pang of guilt. She cautiously glanced at the stern man next to her.

Ronald took her phone, causing Stella’s brows to twitch violently, “What the heck?”

Ronald said, “No talking.”

Stella was speechless, watching Ronald scrolling through her contacts, messages, Twitter, and various messaging apps.

So, he was snooping on her?

Stella, feeling conflicted, snatched her phone back, “What are you doing? I’ve been out of school for years.”

Back then, dating was off-limits in school, but she wasn’t in school anymore.

Ronald looked at her, let out a low chuckle, and with a scoop, pulled her onto his lap.

As soon as she said that, the partition between the car seats rose.

Ronald chuckled softly, “Oh? So are you looking to date now?!”

As Stella kept silent, Ronald continued, “Or perhaps, you’re taking your engagement to him seriously?”

“If I hadn’t shown up, were you really planning to marry him?”

“No.”

Idris had dug up everything. The reports stated that Stella hadn’t resisted from the start.

Feeling trapped by the looming danger from Ronald, Stella confessed, “Anyway, he won’t marry me!”

That was the truth. Her lack of resistance stemmed from the knowledge that Yorick would never marry her.

Especially with Ursula in the picture, and her fear of the lurking Schultz family, threatening Ronald if she acted out.

“So sure?”

“Then you’ve seen it, he left me for another woman.”

Ronald fell silent.

The mention of “another woman” chilled the atmosphere in the car. Though he was displeased about Stella and Yorick, Yorick abandoning her for someone else infuriated him more.

His precious, nurtured from childhood, facing such humiliation?

A dangerous glint flickered in Ronald’s eyes, veiling the enigmatic danger brewing within.

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Chapter 21

Yorick’s irritation was palpable as he took a drag from his cigarette, his attempt to appear nonchalant failing miserably.

“I know you can drive. We need to talk.”

Stella responded, “I’ve got nothing to say to you.”

With that, she turned on her heel and made for her car.

But Yorick wasn’t having any of it. He strode up swiftly, grabbing the car door before she could slam it shut.

Stella impassively glared at him, “Let go.”

Instead, Yorick yanked her out of the car. The difference in their strength was clear, and Stella, unable to match him, glowered.

“You…”

Yorick dragged her towards his own car, snatching her car keys and tossing them to Orion, who caught them neatly and quickly got into Stella’s car, driving it away.

This only fueled Stella’s fury, “You…”

Yorick released her then.

Stella growled, “Get Orion back here!”

By then, Yorick had already started his car, looking at her, “You getting in or not?”

In her anger, Stella kicked the car’s tire, but eventually, she climbed into the back seat.

“Sit up front!” Yorick demanded.

“Are you going to drive or not?” Stella shot back.

“Stella!” Yorick’s tone grew heavier.

“Suit yourself,” she retorted. She wasn’t about to play the dutiful passenger, especially not in Yorick’s car.

At the sight of her aggressive attitude, Yorick, feeling his cheeks burn with frustration, had no choice but to drive off, heading towards the Silk River Residences.

Stella, arms crossed, gazed at the outside, “Take me to Orient Nexus.”

Hearing it, Yorick instinctively glanced at her through the rearview mirror, “What business do you have there?”

In other words, for someone like her who depended on the family’s support financially, there was no reason for her to go somewhere corporate elites would gather. In his eyes, Orient Nexus was no place for Stella.

“You don’t need to worry about it,” she snapped back.

Yorick felt his blood boiling.

Was this all because Ursula was back? Was that why Stella wouldn’t even hold a proper conversation with him?

At the next intersection, Yorick pulled the car over.

Seeing him stop, Stella was confused, “What are you doing?”

Yorick, gripping the steering wheel tightly and taking a deep drag from his cigarette, laid down his terms, “Send Tegan back, and I’ll stop seeing Ursula.”

“What’s this for?” Stella asked.

But she wasn’t one to accept free money.

After all, she was his fiancée.

Just as she reached for the card, thinking it’d be a shame not to take it, Yorick pulled it back, holding it close.

“Wedding still on?” Yorick asked sharply.

Wedding? As if she’d agree to such a thing!

Still thinking about the wedding huh?

It seemed the Quarry family elders were more insistent than she thought, especially with Yorick’s grandfather currently in the hospital. Yorick’s desire to be with Ursula seemed nearly impossible now.

“Get Tegan back on her medical team, and I won’t see Ursula again,” Yorick repeated.

Both wedding and Tegan, how greedy!

“All this, just to curry favor for Ursula,” Stella remarked sarcastically.

Seeing that she wasn’t softening, Yorick’s expression darkened. “What favor? Haven’t I given you everything?”

Stella just looked at him coldly.

Yorick continued, “She’ll leave the country as soon as she’s well. Isn’t that what you want?”

“Is she going to get better overnight?” Stella countered sharply.

She would love not to meet Ursula ever again, but could she go abroad immediately?

Gazing at Yorick’s darkened face, Stella added, “And you said you won’t see her, then she will not see you again?”

As if he had sacrificed a lot.

She reckoned he might make a fake promise and then huddle together with Ursula in the middle of the night.

She knew better than to trust a man like Yorick. Promises were cheap, and actions spoke volumes. It was better not to hold any expectations or give any chances.

Chapter 22

Stella’s attitude was unyielding, and her words came out sharp as a knife.

Yorick took a couple of agitated drags of his cigarette.

“Well, what do you suggest we do then?”

As far as he was concerned, he had given her everything she could possibly want. All he wanted now was for Tegan to come back.

Stella said, “As for the wedding, don’t even start with me. It’s totally over between us.”

“You…”

Totally over?

What made her think she could declare it all over just like that?

Stella kept on, “And forget about Tegan. If you’re so capable, go and get her back yourself to treat Ursula. With all your money and connections, do you really need to go through me?”

Her words were dripping with sarcasm.

Yorick felt a surge of anger at her tone.

As if he hadn’t already tried reaching out to Tegan. She had outright refused him. And there was a man behind Tegan making it impossible for Yorick to force her hand!

Yorick was visibly frustrated.

Stella asked, “Anything else? If not, drive me to the Orient Nexus Building.”

It was hard to catch a cab there, and since he had Orion take her car, it was only fair he drove her.

Yorick uttered, “What are you going to do there? Got an interview? Looking for a backup plan?”

“None of your business!”

The same defiant tone.

Yorick was like, “…”

This woman!

He wished he could dismantle her defiance, piece by piece.

Yorick’s phone rang. It was Ursula. He glanced at Stella, hesitated for a moment, but then answered.

“Ursula, you’re awake?”

“Rick, I feel terrible.”

Ursula’s weak voice came through the phone.

Hearing her discomfort, Yorick instinctively looked at Stella, his impatience directed at Stella, but beneath that, there was concern for Ursula.

“Don’t worry, call the doctor,” he spoke gently.

Ursula replied with a frail “okay”, and “The doctor was here, said it’s normal to feel this way with my condition.”

“Did they prescribe anything?”

True, with ailments in multiple parts of her body, she was practically taking medication every half hour. Merely having those pills would make her sick.

“If you’re busy, it’s okay.”

Stella smirked. Seeing Yorick hang up, her smirk turned into a sneer.

“Take a cab.”

Not even waiting until the dead of night to rush off to her?

Yorick’s expression darkened, and he handed her the card, “For the cab.”

Stella took the card, putting it in her purse, but made no move to leave.

Yorick didn’t start the car, and Stella wouldn’t leave, determined not to get out until he drove her to her destination.

Even though she accepted the card, she wouldn’t leave.

Yorick’s head was again throbbing in exasperation. So, he had no choice but to drive Stella there.

As she got out, Yorick couldn’t help but warn, “Think carefully about the wedding. If the Larkin family suffers any loss, your backup plan of finding a job might just disappear.”

Stella raised an eyebrow without giving any reply.

Still, threatening her?

Her gaze was cold, when she met him, “Ursula was raised by the Larkin family. Shouldn’t their losses be your concern?”

“I’ll deal with it, but you’ll bear the consequences too.”

Any loss she caused, the Larkin family would surely blame Stella.

Stella scoffed, “Go to your hospital quickly, hope it’s not a final visit! With all those illnesses, who knew?”

Yorick was pissed off, “You…”

This woman! So bitterly sharp-tongued!

Yorick felt his anger boil over, his teeth practically aching with frustration.

He didn’t want to continue this argument with Stella; arguing further might just be the end of him.

Chapter 23

Yorick was fuming as he drove off.

Stella glanced across the street at the upscale boutique mall, pulled out her smartphone, and dialed Tabitha’s number, “Postpone the meeting to two hours.”

“Got it, boss.”

After hanging up the phone, Stella dove into the mall, embarking on a shopping spree for two hours. Name a high-end brand, and she was throwing her credit card at it, splurging on anything and everything expensive.

Meanwhile, Yorick had just arrived at the hospital.

His phone buzzed incessantly in his pocket, each vibration a reminder of another extravagant purchase Stella was making. Glancing at the screen, the amounts made his eyes widen – each transaction was in the tens of thousands.

He couldn’t help but let out a sarcastic chuckle, “And she says she doesn’t care, huh!”

Upon getting the card, she commenced splurging on various stuff, mostly jewelry and cosmetics.

“Typical,” he thought, “Now that the Larkin family has cut her off, she’s panicking.”

Orion approached him, “Sir.”

“Did you drive her car back for her?” Yorick asked.

“Yes,” Orion nodded.

As Yorick made his way to Ursula’s ward, something crossed his mind, and he instructed, “She’s been job hunting recently. Make sure to let all the corporations know she’s not to be employed.”

Orion paused, slightly taken aback. He said not to employ Ms. Quinn?

“Is Ms. Quinn still refusing to continue with the wedding?”

That word “refusing” darkened Yorick’s mood further. Despite his reluctance to admit it, Stella had indeed initiated the cancellation of their wedding through Susanna yesterday, leaving Yorick on the receiving end of a break-up.

Thinking of her defiance only intensified the ache in his jaw.

“She’ll come around,” he muttered callously.

A week was all it would take for Stella to see the harsh reality. Without the Larkin family and Yorick’s influence, she wouldn’t last a day in Portis City.

Entering Ursula’s room, he found Cloudia by her side, who, upon seeing him, immediately asked with concern, “Rick, do you think Tegan James will come back?”

Yorick’s words meant to Cloudia that it hadn’t been handled.

Yorick remained silent, the connection between Stella and Tegan too obvious to ignore.

Buzz, buzz, buzz – his phone wouldn’t stop vibrating.

Just now, the cost was thousands to tens of thousands, and right now the amount surged to hundreds of thousands!

“Rick, Rick?”

“Hmm? What’s up?” Yorick turned to Ursula.

Ursula’s eyes were a picture of grievance, “I said, Is Professor James really Stella’s best friend?”

Yorick nodded, “Yeah, she is.”

Upon confirming Tegan was indeed Stella’s best friend, Ursula exchanged glances with Cloudia.

Cloudia gasped, her breathing quickening, “So, so Professor James’s trip…it was Stella’s doing? How, how could she be so cruel?”

Hearing the news, Cloudia was certain that Stella was behind all this.

Tears welling up, Ursula spoke in an aggrieved tone, “Looks like she still believes that incident was my doing, otherwise why would she treat me like that?”

Ursula’s sudden mentioning of that incident darkened Yorick and Cloudia’s mood once more!

As Yorick tried to speak, his phone vibrated again, a stark reminder of Stella’s spree. It seemed her vanity knew no bounds, with her spending nearing a staggering one million.

Chapter 24

Stella found herself sitting in a jewelry boutique.

The sales associate, upon noting the plethora of high-end shopping bags encircling her, realized she was dealing with a VIP customer. Her politeness nearly bordered on servility.

“Ms. Quinn, this piece just arrived in our store. It’s the only one of its kind in the entire Portis City. May I suggest you try it on?”

Stella waved dismissively, “Just wrap it up.”

“Right away. And this piece here?”

“Okay, and wrap this, that, and those over there.”

Everything her finger pointed at was the priciest of the lot.

The sales associate, simultaneously shocked and overjoyed, her face blooming like a sunflower, exclaimed, “Absolutely, anything else you fancy? Let me get those ready for you.”

She seemed poised to buy out the entire store with her wealth.

Over two hours, Stella’s shopping spree amounted to a staggering two million, amassing a trove of jewels and skincare products until her card finally declined.

Yorick’s call came through soon after, from an unfamiliar number, “Are you shopping?”

“Yeah, did you block the card?”

Yorick gritted his teeth, speechless.

If not block it, how long did she plan to keep spending?

“Do you have any idea how much you’ve spent?”

Stella replied, “Didn’t buy much, how much was it?”

Stella truly thought she didn’t spend much. While to Yorick, her “didn’t buy much” was like pouring gasoline on fire.

Not much? And she’d spent over two million. What if she actually decided to buy “something more”? Would that have cost hundreds of millions?

Stella said, “Come on, don’t you think you’re being a bit stingy as compensation?”

“Compensation?”

“Isn’t it? Given our recent troubles, I thought this was your way of making amends.”

Yorick felt on the verge of passing out from frustration. What did she mean by making amends for those troubles between them? It was she who had been acting out all along.

“Just who do you think you are, expecting compensation? I was hoping you’d think over our marriage.”

Stella refused, “Marriage is off the table!”

Stella replied, “Being your fiancée for two years without touching a dime of your money, I figure it’s about time I indulged a little.”

Seeing Yorick lost for words in exasperation, Stella asked, “So, will you reactivate the card?”

“You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?”

Yorick sneered, “As if you’ve ever lived a life of luxury before.”

With that, Yorick abruptly ended the call, hoping today’s splurge would make her reconsider for the sake of unlocking his card again. Thinking of it, Yorick supposed the only thing he needed was to wait.

Meanwhile, Stella, laden with numerous bags, entered her office, followed by shopping carts filled to the brim, delivered directly from the boutique.

Tabitha, her eyes nearly popping out at the sight, exclaimed, “Boss, did you hit the jackpot today?”

Stella, placing a cart filled with high-end skincare products in front of Tabitha, declared, “Consider it a bonus for everyone.”

Tabitha’s jaw dropped. Skincare sets worth thousands, now employee benefits?

“This, this…”

“Everyone gets a share.”

The announcement left everyone in the studio in utter disbelief. It was merely a small studio, and their benefits seemed surprisingly good.

“Thank you, boss!” Tabitha shouted, though inwardly, she winced at the cost for Stella. After all, the studio had more than twenty employees. But Stella’s face betrayed no sign of regret.

No sooner had Stella returned to her office than an international call came through on her cell.

It was unlisted, yet as Stella saw the number, her pupils shrank instinctively.

Chapter 25

Breathing was a luxury Stella couldn’t afford for a few seconds. Trembling, she answered the call, “Hello?”

“Ms. Quinn”

The voice on the other end was all too familiar. As Stella’s face stiffened, a torrent of uncontrolled emotions surged in her eyes.

With difficulty, she managed to say, “It’s me.”

“Mr. Quinn’s flight lands in Portis City at 8 PM tonight. He expects you to be there to meet him personally.”

Stella’s breath hitched violently.

“He’s coming to Portis City?”

He had finally found her!

The thought of the shopping spree she had accidentally charged to the wrong card yesterday – she hadn’t expected him to find out and come so quickly.

The person on the other end was his assistant, Idris! Despite his respectful tone over the phone, he was a feared figure in Ferrowland, known for his ruthlessness.

Even the assistant was intimidating! Let alone the man behind him, Ronald Quinn, the man who had taken her in and raised her.

Idris continued, “Yes, and Mr. Quinn also mentioned that you better have a good explanation ready, or else…”

Or else what? Idris didn’t finish his sentence.

But Stella felt a shiver run down her spine.

She didn’t even remember how she hung up the call. The rest of the afternoon, Stella was restless, her mind wandering even during meetings.

Ronald Quinn – the man everyone from the Larkin family wanted to know about, the man who had raised her, who held sway over both the lawful and the lawless in Ferrowland, where he was considered a king of the night.

And to her, he was a calamity…

Memories of the events that led her to leave Ferrowland three years ago flashed through her mind, bringing tears to her eyes.

As she finished work at 6 PM and left the office building, her phone buzzed incessantly. Absentmindedly, Stella answered, “Hello?”

“Did you really block my number?”

It was Cloudia’s irritated voice on the line. Her tone was almost cannibalistic towards Stella.

Stella retorted, “When have I ever joked with you?”

Even if there were jokes, they were between the Larkin family and Ursula.

As for her…

She hadn’t grown up by their side, and they always had numerous demands of her, criticizing her every move. Cloudia was always stern and reproachful.

As Cloudia heard Stella’s icy tone, her headache intensified in frustration.

“You, you, I’m asking you, Tegan is your best friend, right? Was it your doing with her trip abroad?”

Stella admitted, “Yes, it was me. So what?”

“You…”

Cloudia was berserk! She had expected Stella to at least deny it, but there was no attempt to hide the truth. So, what did the Larkin family mean to her after all?

“Why wouldn’t I? Given the situation between Ursula and me, isn’t it normal for me to play some tricks?”

What kind of skill was that? If she was going to do something, better do it openly!

“You…you…”

The use of “Mrs. Larkin” sent Cloudia in a momentary daze. Until then she remembered since Stella returned to the Larkin family, she hadn’t called her “mom” even once. But she hadn’t used “Mrs. Larkin” either.

Stella replied, “Mrs. Larkin, are you looking to argue over something as meaningless as this on the phone?”

It sounded like a compromise, almost a concession. She was willing to unblock the card just to get Tegan back to treat Ursula, so everything was still about Ursula.

The irony wasn’t lost on her.

In contrast, when Stella first returned to the Larkin family, she was given ten thousand a month.

Later, because of a mere comment from Ursula about the difficulty of adjusting from luxury to frugality, Cloudia decided to cut her allowance to five thousand until she learned to manage money.

Because of a foster daughter’s word, it was halved!

Even five thousand wasn’t enough for Ursula, who complained that Stella “had no social life and couldn’t possibly spend that much”.

Cloudia insisted that they had everything at home. She and Ursula were different; she didn’t need to socialize or entertain like those rich heiresses, so she couldn’t spend that much.

Thus, five thousand became two thousand.

Now, because of Ursula, it was completely blocked.

But did they really think Stella cared?

Her words now made Cloudia so angry she felt close to a heart attack, “Y-You’re too much.”

Once again, Cloudia was certain that she was not a daughter but a jinx, returning to collecting the debt. She regretted bringing Stella back.

“What do you want then? Name your price!”

Cloudia felt this was her biggest concession.

However, what came back through the phone was the sound of a disconnection. When she tried calling again, her number had been block-listed.

She felt like she was going to explode with rage, especially now, struggling even to breathe.

Chapter 26

At 7:30 PM, Stella, clutching a bunch of tulips, stood eagerly at the airport exit.

Wrapped in her beige trench coat, with a cute bun atop her head, she looked both adorable and composed.

A chilly breeze, finding its way through unseen crevices, made her sniff and instinctively pull her coat tighter around her.

They had agreed on 8 o’clock. Sure enough, as the clock struck eight, a familiar silhouette caught her eye.

The sight of the man, tall and dignified, triggered a flood of memories in Stella’s mind – all those moments he had held her close, comforting her.

Dressed in a black trench coat complemented by a gray scarf, he exuded an aura of gentle warmth.

Yet, Stella knew all too well the brutal and frenzied soul that lay beneath that composed exterior. Ronald Quinn, the man who had taken her into his world.

Their eyes met, and Stella felt the chilling authority in his gaze, instantly lowering her own.

Enveloped by his shadow, his familiar scent surrounded her.

Tentatively, Stella offered the tulips, “These…these are what you like.”

She was guilty and scared.

The man didn’t take them, his presence growing even more imposing.

Despite the bustling crowd, it felt as if they were the only two people in the world.

Her arm, having stretched to hold the flowers, weakened, and she reached out hesitantly to touch his scarf, “Ronald!”

Her soft, plaintive call seemed to momentarily soften him. Her wrist was firmly grasped before she could react, and she found herself pulled into his embrace.

“Getting bold, aren’t you?” his voice was tinged with a dangerous magnet.

It had been almost three years. And not once had she reached out to him, her rebellion so stark, just as everyone said, had he spoiled her too much?

Stella’s heart fluttered, “I…I…”

“You can start thinking about what you’re going to tell me.”

His tone remained perilous.

Tears threatened to spill from her eyes. Before she spoke, Ronald released her, taking her hand and leading her out of the airport.

Idris, waiting outside, respectfully opened the car door upon seeing them.

Stella gasped at the sight of the vehicle, “You had the car shipped over?”

This was Ronald’s car back in Ferrowland.

Its presence here meant he wasn’t planning to leave Portis City anytime soon. Her originally clenched heart tightened more at the thought.

Looking down, the man cast a glance at Stella, who reached only the height of his chest, swallowing hard by his stare.

Stella nodded both guiltily and politely, “Hello, Idris.”

Following suit, Ronald’s imposing presence forced Stella into a corner.

As the car started, her slender arm was grasped by the man’s large hand; without waiting for her response, the next second, the man put her on his lap.

“Hmm?”

Their close proximity, with her sitting across his lap, felt dangerously intimate.

Stella couldn’t bear to meet his gaze.

“Not a child anymore, so you think you can act tough now?”

Stella stammered, “I…I…”

“Enjoying your little adventure these past three years?”

The word “enjoying” felt like a sharp jab to Stella’s heart.

Despite facing numerous challenges recently, she hadn’t felt this vulnerable and even behaved as fiercely as them.

Now, in front of Ronald, her emotions overwhelmed her, tears welling up uncontrollably.

She sniffed, “It hasn’t been three years yet.”

She looked like a child who had been bullied, a picture of utter grievance.

The man scoffed, “Two months shy of three years. Does it make a difference?”

That marked Stella’s return to Portis City, just two months short of three years.

Stella attempted to look away, but Ronald didn’t let her, his strong grip forcing her to meet his eyes, “Nothing you want to say to me?”

“So much, too much…”

She had tons of things to tell him. Each time she was bullied, she longed for him to fend off those enemies.

Chapter 27

Stella was plotting to whisk Ronald off to a five-star hotel.

However, Ronald had her pinned on his lap the whole ride, leaving her no chance to whisper their destination to Idris.

By the time Ronald let her go, they had already arrived at the underground parking of Silk River Residences.

Stella was astounded, “You know where I live?”

She had used his card yesterday, and today he showed up here. It seemed he had dug through the past three years of her life in no time.

Ronald stepped out of the car first, and Idris, who had been driving, remarked, “It’s not hard for Mr. Quinn to find out anything. But you’ve been quite the hider these past three years. We never expected you’d go abroad.”

Stella went silent.

Idris continued, “And to think, you even found your family… Anyway, Mr. Quinn is furious!”

Hearing “furious” made Stella’s heart lurch violently.

She cast a cautious glance at the man standing outside the car and hurried out without delay.

Back at home, Stella wanted to fetch him slippers, but the moment she opened the shoe cabinet, she found, aside from her slippers, a pair of men’s slippers that had been worn.

Feeling the chill from behind, she quickly picked a pair she hadn’t worn and offered them to Ronald, “Maybe you can wear mine for now.”

The pink slippers with a cute bunny on them were laid before Ronald, whose eyes were narrowed, the chill around him intensifying.

“Learned to serve, have you?”

Stella was at a loss for words. Her face stiffened at it, and the bitterness in her heart grew stronger.

She straightened up, looking at Ronald with grievance, “You know everything?”

Ronald chuckled, slipping into her tiny slippers, which clearly didn’t fit.

The man, always particular about everything, didn’t comment further and proceeded to survey the place. The more he looked, the darker his expression became.

“The Larkin family has quite the reputation in Portis City, and they put you up in this tiny room?”

Mentioning the Larkin family soured Stella’s mood further. She pouted, “This isn’t from the Larkin family.”

Ronald’s gaze sharpened, turning back to her.

Stella confessed, “I bought this with your money.”

Ronald was speechless. Somehow, the revelation seemed to thaw his icy demeanor slightly.

He moved to the couch, casually draping his coat over its armrest and removing his scarf.

“Why not buy something bigger, then?”

Stella defended, “It’s not small, over 1500 square feet. It’s plenty for me alone.”

Ronald still found it lacking, recalling that even her modest villa in Ferrowland was no less than 5000 square feet.

Not to mention her years with their Quinn family, where she could roam their castle-sized estate for hours without seeing it all.

Ronald gazed at her sharply.

Yet, with a stretch of his arm, she found herself in his embrace, just like in the car.

Stella protested, but the man’s deep voice resonated above her, “You have five minutes.”

Three years ago, she left without a word, at a tumultuous time for the Quinn family. Though she had physically departed, a saying among the Ferrowland elite lingered, “If not of your blood, they won’t grow close.”

“The Schultz family, how are they?” Stella redirected the question.

For the past year, she hadn’t seen any news of the Schultz family. Even her contacts couldn’t provide any information.

Stella swallowed nervously, “Ronald!”

Ronald questioned, “Are you worried about the Schultz family, or Xander Schultz?”

Hearing “Xander” made Stella’s heart tremble, “I…”

As Ronald sensed her instant stiffness, his gaze sharpened further.

Stella said, “No.”

“The Schultz family became history in Ferrowland a year ago. Is that satisfactory, Star?”

Stella didn’t utter a word.

History? Had he completely crushed them?

This news relaxed Stella, who had been tense until now.

“And now the people of the Schultz family…”

“Do you really want to know?” Ronald’s tone grew even more dangerous.

Stella shook her head, “No, as long as they can no longer threaten you.”

At that moment, the weight Stella had carried for three years seemed to lift.

Chapter 28

Ronald raised an eyebrow. But Stella threw her arms around his neck, sobbing so hard she could barely catch her breath, as if the world had wronged her deeply.

Her instinctual action shattered the anger in Ronald’s eyes. His hands, hanging in mid-air, finally wrapped around her slender waist as Stella cried hysterically.

Stella clung to Ronald’s neck tighter, “Is Mom okay?”

Ronald held her, “You still remember she’s your mom?”

He had thought that after she went back to the Larkins, she had completely forgotten everything about Ferrowland!

Stella hugged him even tighter, her sobs growing more pitiful.

Two hours later.

Stella had recounted the reasons for leaving Ferrowland three years ago, through intermittent sobs and tears.

In her three years in Portis City, she hadn’t cried once. Not even when the Larkins treated her poorly, but mentioning everything about Ferrowland made her break down.

The Quinns had always been her rock, and Ronald, her emotional support. Losing everything overnight was like being in purgatory, something she dared not revisit over the past three years.

As people said, her departure came when the Quinn family faced its toughest storms. If possible, she wished to have stayed by Ronald’s side.

But Regina Schultz, the woman who adored Ronald, joined forces with her brother Xander Schultz during the tumult of her father’s death, capturing her mother and forcing her to leave the Quinns.

If she didn’t leave the Quinn family, they threatened to kill her mother; in that case, Stella had no choice but to agree. Leaving the Quinns meant no contact with Ronald.

Back then, the Schultzes held king-like power in Ferrowland. With Ronald’s shaky foundation following his father’s sudden departure, he was no match for the Schultzes.

Ronald and Xander had always been at odds, but his sister Regina’s infatuation with Ronald kept Xander from targeting Quinn’s ventures.

Stella couldn’t risk Ronald falling into danger. If her departure could grant the Quinns a moment of peace, she was willing to fight for that breathing space for him.

The more Ronald heard, the colder his expression became, “They threatened you, and you just caved?”

“I had no choice. They used Mom’s life as leverage.”

Ronald’s eyes narrowed slightly, “And you just cut all ties with us?”

“I didn’t dare!”

As she spoke, Stella felt even more wronged. She had been exceedingly cautious even just to hear news of him. Especially in that first year after leaving the Quinns, Regina kept threatening her!

Despite seeing Ronald rise rapidly over the past three years, taking over Ferrowland’s underworld, she still feared for his safety against the Schultzes.

“What about Regina?”

Ronald answered, “Crippled. In prison.”

Ronald gave her a cold look, his familiar gaze showing his anger hadn’t subsided.

Ronald scoffed, “Useless, getting bullied and still playing the victim? What have I taught you all these years?”

If she were heartless, no one could ever hurt her, just like with the Larkins.

But it was different with the Quinns…

Her mother loved her dearly, and she had always known she was taken in by Ronald. Yet her mother treated her as her own, pampering her like a princess.

Ronald snorted dismissively.

Stella pressed on, “Is Mom really okay?”

“She’s good. She’s been praying for you these past three years, afraid you’d perish in the cold outside.”

Stella was taken aback.

Perish in the cold? Was he saying she was a delicate flower that couldn’t survive outside?

But hearing that her mother had been praying for her for three years still moved her. She looked eagerly at Ronald, “Mom really went three years praying?”

Ronald flicked her on the forehead.

Stella winced, not daring to utter a sound.

Ronald then asked, “What about the Larkins and Yorick after all this time?”

Chapter 29

Not sure if it was her imagination, Stella felt Ronald’s voice turn frostier as he mentioned Yorick.

Stella shrugged, “Those people have nothing to do with me.”

Sure, Mr. and Mrs. Larkin were her biological parents, but at that time, she was entangled with Regina’s drama.

Returning to the Larkin family and even getting engaged to Yorick had been her way out of Regina’s clutches.

After her engagement to Yorick, Regina never contacted her again.

Ronald raised an eyebrow, “Nothing to do with you?”

Stella admitted, “Regina was blackmailing me. My engagement to Yorick was a ploy to get her and Xander off my back.”

Facing Ronald’s icy interrogation, Stella spilled everything. After all, Regina was behind bars now. It was time to lay all her cards on the table.

Sure enough, Ronald’s expression softened.

Meanwhile, at the hospital, Yorick watched as Ursula battled agonizing pain. Just yesterday, she was able to visit his office, but now, she was confined to a hospital bed.

Cloudia’s heart ached.

“Rick, we need to sort out Professor James’ matter ASAP. The consulting team says Ursula’s liver and uterus are the priorities right now.”

Surgery was unavoidable for her liver, and her heart wasn’t in great shape either. So when they heard Tegan could help alleviate some of Ursula’s suffering in the uterus, they all hoped it could spare her the pain of another surgery.

Yorick was visibly exhausted.

It was three in the morning. Ursula had finally fallen asleep after hours of torment.

Her body was battered by illness, and those by her side suffered emotionally.

Cloudia was distraught, and Yorick even more so.

“Alright, I got it.”

Even if Cloudia hadn’t mentioned it, Yorick was aware that Tegan needed to return soon. He borrowed an unfamiliar phone to call Stella.

Meanwhile, at Silk-River Residences, Stella was undergoing a rigorous interrogation by Ronald. Just as Ronald was about to press further, Stella’s phone rang.

At the sight of an unknown number, her instinct was to ignore it, and promptly hang up. But the caller was persistent.

Ronald’s tone was stern, “Why not answer it?”

“It’s nothing important,” Stella replied without a second thought.

With her and Yorick’s divorce scandal blowing up, she had block-listed Yorick and all calls from the Larkins.

She didn’t want to answer, especially in front of Ronald.

Stella was about to dismiss it once more when Ronald extended his hand towards her.

“Shall I answer for you, or will you answer yourself?”

Ronald raised an eyebrow, “Not important, and yet they keep calling?”

Under Ronald’s stern gaze, she reluctantly answered the call.

“Tell me what you want, I’ll give it to you.”

She knew it had to be Yorick or someone from the Larkins. Unconsciously, Stella glanced up at Ronald, whose eyes were left only frigidity as expected.

Stella’s hand, holding her phone, trembled slightly, “Wait, you…”

“You like money, right? I’ve unlocked that card for you. Buy whatever you want.”

The condition was for Tegan to return!

Before Yorick could finish, Ronald snatched the phone from Stella and ended the call. Their eyes met.

Confronted with Ronald’s icy stare, Stella looked down unwittingly, unable to meet his gaze.

Ronald asked, “He treats you well, doesn’t he?”

Stella forced a laugh, “Not really.”

Ronald continued, “He’s willing to give you anything.”

Stella remained silent.

Through fragments of the conversation, Yorick’s words over the phone seemed to suggest as much.

“This all comes with strings attached, definitely not out of deep affection for me!”

Somehow, whenever the topic of relationships came up, she felt incredibly guilty in front of Ronald. Perhaps because back in their school days, Ronald always reminded her: No dating while studying!

Chapter 30

After being grilled for a couple of hours, Stella was completely spent. Drained of all energy, she couldn’t resist the weight of her exhaustion any longer and collapsed onto Ronald’s lap, slipping into a deep sleep.

Under the harsh glare of the lights, Ronald tenderly brushed a stray lock of hair from her cheek to behind her ear. With a gentle scoop, he lifted her into his arms and carried her to the bedroom.

By the time he emerged back into the living room, Idris had already been in the living room. Taking in the modest size of the place, he asked Ronald, “Should we take Ms. Quinn back to Wave Residence?”

Wave Residence was located at the Mist Bay of Portis City. The land, which they had bought years back, was the sought-after place many elite families had vied for. But it had effortlessly fallen into Ronald’s hands the moment Stella expressed her fondness for the place.

The place was intended to be developed into luxurious seaside villas by affluent developers. Ronald, however, had transformed it into Stella’s dream home.

Initially, he meant taking it as a present for her coming-of-age celebration. However, the Quinn family faced a crisis, and Stella disappeared.

Ronald, cigarette in hand, stepped out onto the balcony, taking a couple of puffs.

“Let’s not disturb her tonight. Just spend the night here, bring up my luggage.”

Hearing Ronald decide to stay overnight in this place, Idris took another unwitting glance at the cramped space.

“Stay here?”

Ronald swept him a cold glance, “Any problem?”

Idris shook his head, “I’ll get it right away.”

He was surprised that with Stella there, Ronald was able to adapt to any circumstance. Sleeping in this small apartment was merely because he didn’t want Stella to get disturbed.

Idris quickly fetched Ronald’s stuff.

Once Idris left, Ronald took the time to inspect every corner of Stella’s living space, searching for any sign of another man’s presence. Finding none, he finally allowed himself to relax after two years of tension.

He found a new bath towel with pink color, which he assumed was prepared by Stella in reserve.

Stella, half-asleep and needing to use the bathroom, stumbled out of her room only to be met with the sight of Ronald wrapped in a pink towel.

Stella was caught off guard.

At the same time, came the urgent ringing of the doorbell. She took a glance at the door and back at Ronald.

Ronald furrowed his brows, “Who’s looking for you in the middle of the night?”

The clock on the wall showed that right now it was already five, not the night, but the dawn.

It was Yorick, pressing the bell desperately. As he witnessed Ursula awake, tortured by the illness, he could no longer stay calm, coming directly to Stella.

Ronald asked, “Not going to answer the door?”

Stella replied, “No need.”

Stella was speechless.

“If you don’t open the door, I’ll just ask someone to unlock it!”

Momentarily petrified, Stella gazed at Ronald, “Well…”

Stella was like, “!!”

“Well, there are some misunderstandings between us that haven’t been resolved yet.”

After that, certain sounds came from the lock.

Stella glanced at Ronald, her eyes tinged with resentment against Yorick.

As she turned to get her baseball bat, swearing inwardly to give a good beating to that jerk, the door behind opened with a click.

Stella turned back, her gaze met Yorick, who was standing at the door. Eyes filled with exasperation, Yorick’s head buzzed the moment he saw the room inside.

If it were not for seeing Stella there too, he almost suspected he barged into the wrong place. However, it wasn’t wrong.

Stella was there, but the man in her room?

His breath became increasingly heavy.

“Stella!”

His gaze turned to Ronald, under the glistening lights, his eyes sharp and intimidating as a king. Even in utter fury, Yorick shrank by his powerful stare.

Yorick looked down, from the man’s firm abs to that conspicuous pink towel. He’d already been struggling for breath, the sight only escalated his fury.

“This is your reason for calling off our wedding? Stella, you’re really something!” he spoke impassively as walking in.

The locksmith, sensing the brewing storm, made a quick exit, leaving the three to confront the messy situation.

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Chapter 11

Chatting about Tegan, Susanna suddenly recalled something.

“Last time we talked through the phone, Tegan mentioned the hospital got this verified batch of diet pills. Wanna check it out with me tomorrow?”

Sipping her Coke, Stella gave Susanna a once-over, “Why would you need that?”

She was not even close to being overweight!

“It’s for my cousin. He’s hit 200 pounds and is pretty much on the brink of depression over his weight.”

Stella shrugged, “Sure, why not.”

To her, life was too short to fret and overlook, especially when it came to losing weight. The whole ordeal was just a fast track to misery – couldn’t enjoy your food, couldn’t dress how you wanted. And you ended up being your own worst critic.

As Stella headed home after parting ways with Susanna, her mood darkened at the sight of the clutter yet to be cleared on her sofa.

Walking over and seated, she pulled out a receipt from one of the shopping bags and was momentarily stunned as her eyes glazed over the payment account.

Buzz, buzz.

Her phone vibrated.

Stella took a glance – it was a call from Blaise’s secretary.

The purpose of the Larkins’ call was palpable. She didn’t bother picking up and just hit decline. Soon after, Blaise himself called. Stella, sticking to her guns, ignored it as well.

Over at Larkin’s place, Blaise wasn’t pleased seeing Stella dodge every call, his gaze turning to Cloudia.

“Didn’t I say to keep Ursula away from her, to avoid any run-ins?”

Cloudia’s expression soured, “It’s not Ursula’s fault this time, she…Oh, never mind!”

Whenever it came to Stella and Ursula clashing, Cloudia found herself at a loss for words.

Blaise glanced at the photos of Yorick and Ursula at the hospital making rounds on social media.

“Her sister’s fiancée tags along to the hospital, tell me is she a fool or is it that you are brainless?”

Cloudia stammered, “I…”

Blaise was fuming, “I already had specialists lined up for her. Why did she need to drag Yorick into this?”

Despite his lingering anger over Yorick’s family’s past opposition to Ursula, Blaise had expected better judgment.

Since Yorick had ended things with Ursula and he’d already become Stella’s fiancé, he should have extinguished any possible misunderstanding between him and Ursula in private.

“Ursula’s that sick, and I just wanted to cheer her up. You know she and Yorick have been close since middle school. They’ve grown up together, there’s affection between them,” Cloudia tried to reason.

“Affection? Are you really bringing up their past ‘affection’? Are they supposed to have that?”

Cloudia fell silent at his words, knowing full well the logic but also the complexity of the emotions involved.

“This late? Where to?”

“Silk-River Residences!” Blaise responded.

Cloudia said, “I’m coming with you.”

Blaise’s dissatisfaction with Cloudia and Stella’s rocky relationship was no secret.

“Am I the one who wants to argue? She’s the one who’s always so defiant. You haven’t seen how rebellious she can be. She’s like a debt collector.”

Blaise countered, “We weren’t there for her when she needed us most. Isn’t her attitude justified?”

Unlike Cloudia, Blaise harbored a sense of guilt towards Stella.

His words left Cloudia unable to fight back.

Leaving, as if thinking of something, Blaise gazed at Cloudia, “Did you cut her off financially again?”

“Well, yes, I did!”

“That was foolish. Are you seriously going to push our daughter further away?”

Especially with Ursula back in town, the action would only deepen Stella’s resentment.

Blaise was livid.

Cloudia retorted, “You didn’t see how she treated me today. I just…”

“Reactivate it now!”

Blaise issued his command, not desiring to hear more of Cloudia’s debate.

Reluctantly, Cloudia didn’t dare to resist, “Fine, I’ll call the bank when they work tomorrow.”

Chapter 12

Upstairs.

Ursula was standing at the top of the stairs, her ankle swollen visibly. The fleeting glimpse of disappointment in her eyes was unmistakable as she overheard Blaise’s care for Stella.

Blood was thicker than water after all…

An hour later, Blaise showed up at Silk River Residences.

He took a seat on the sofa, his gaze landing on Stella. He didn’t berate her for not answering her phone earlier.

Stella, expressionless, poured him a glass of water.

Blaise invited, “Stop fussing around, come sit.”

Interacting with this daughter of his was somewhat of a puzzle. She hadn’t grown up by his side, and he didn’t really know her.

Stella directly took a seat across from him.

Blaise, sitting upright with his hands clasped over his knees, broached the topic, “Had a spat with Ursula again?”

Stella asked, “Are you here to scold me too?”

Scolding seemed to be a norm ever since she became part of the Larkin family.

Hearing her icy tone, Blaise sighed, “Because of her, you’re calling off the wedding with Yorick?”

Stella remained silent, merely taking a sip from her glass.

The people of the Larkin family weren’t exactly those she’d open her heart to. If not close, Stella preferred not to divulge too much.

Seeing her silence, Blaise felt a tad helpless. No wonder Cloudia got angry all the time. This child hardly seemed willing to connect with them.

“You shouldn’t let her get to you. She’s just here to see a doctor this time. Yorick accompanied her to the hospital. I’ve even spoken to your mother about it; this won’t happen next time.”

Stella set her glass down, looking over at Blaise.

“Their ‘next times’ have nothing to do with me anymore. You don’t have to come all the way here at night to tell me this.”

Blaise retorted, “What do you mean, ‘nothing to do with you’? Star, marriage isn’t child’s play. You and Yorick have come this far; there’s no turning back.”

Turning back would be a joke! A jest at the expense of the entire Larkin family.

Stella replied, “Exactly because it’s not child’s play, I see no point in delving deeper into a mistake.”

Her words seemed to hold some merit.

“But you and Yorick…”

“You’re worried about the family’s reputation, right? This is easily settled.”

Stella cut him off sharply.

Blaise, feeling exposed, looked a bit sour, “How so?”

As if it were about the embarrassment all along.

The news had barely broken out that morning, and he had been in turmoil all afternoon.

“You…this is absurd!”

Not only did she want to cancel the wedding with Yorick, but she also wanted to sever ties with the Larkin family?

Stella stood her ground, “Anyway, what’s between Yorick and me is over.”

Hearing the one-week-after marriage, Stella laughed, her smile tinged with scorn.

“What?”

Stella went on, “Just because the Larkins need to depend on the Quarry family, you acting so self-abased, and you want me to behave the same as you do?”

However, Stella’s words were right to the point. During those years, the Larkin businesses were supported by the Quarries.

“You…”

“I’ve said my piece anyway. The relationship between me and Yorick ends here. There’s no going back.”

At this point, Stella held her ground firmly.

Blaise was genuinely angry now.

“There’s no ‘no going back’. I won’t consent to you calling off the wedding.”

If they truly angered the Quarry family, their Larkin family would face tough times ahead. Though Yorick had a soft spot for Ursula, the Quarry family wouldn’t approve.

The elders behind the scenes had shown their capabilities two years ago. Back then, even if the Larkin family had gained benefits through Yorick, they would’ve lost it all because of those elders in the Quarry family.

Blaise stated, “I’ll discuss this with the Quarry family. Don’t be so headstrong.”

Stella, unwilling to engage further, walked to the door and swung it open, silently asking him to leave.

Seeing her act this way, Blaise felt a surge of frustration, “So, you’ve hit Ursula, and humiliated Yorick, what else is bothering you? Right, I’ve already asked your mother to reinstate your card. She’s calling the bank tomorrow.”

Stella uttered, “The thing with Yorick is impossible!”

Again, she reiterated her stance.

“You…”

Her defiance was the last straw for Blaise.

Chapter 13

Now he kinda got why Cloudia blew her top every time. Just like she said, it was like dealing with a debt collector, impervious to reason. The soft approach didn’t work, so Blaise had no choice but to play hardball.

“Fine, forget about the bank account for now. You ponder on it, and we’ll talk when you’ve thought it through.”

With those harsh words, Blaise walked away.

Silence fell.

Stella slammed the door shut and had barely made it back to the living room when her phone started buzzing.

It was Orion’s number.

Today, she had blocked multiple numbers – Yorick’s, Cloudia’s, and even Blaise’s.

Now, they were reaching out through someone else’s phone.

Predictably, Stella didn’t pick up.

On the other end of the line, Yorick had just left the Quarry Manor and was using Orion’s phone to call Stella.

Yet again, the call was disconnected, and when he tried once more, he was informed the number was busy – another block.

Yorick was seething with frustration, “Where the hell did she pick up this habit of not answering calls?”

Orion’s lips twitched.

“Ms. Quinn’s probably not just ignoring your calls.”

Ignoring calls was a sport, and as far as Orion was concerned, today wasn’t just a bad day for Yorick; the Larkin family was also at their wits’ end.

Yorick’s headache intensified.

“Drive to Silk-River Residences.”

This was getting out of hand.

Orion nodded, “Alright.”

An hour later.

When they arrived at Silk River Residences, it was already midnight, and Stella was asleep.

Yorick rang the doorbell incessantly, but she didn’t come to open the door.

Receiving a cold shoulder at this ungodly hour made Yorick’s already foul mood even worse.

“Call a locksmith.”

Yorick was at the end of his tether.

Orion was like, “…”

He was about to pull out his phone to call for help when the door swung open from the inside.

There stood Stella, in her pajamas, looking groggy and pissed, wielding a baseball bat.

With twitching lips, Orion swiftly stepped aside.

Yorick, quick on his feet, caught it, “You…”

She just got physical this morning, and now again? Was her temper always this explosive? Just the mention of delaying the wedding had her up in arms?

Yorick headed for her fridge, opened it, and found nothing but water.

Stella looked at him as if he were a nutcase.

Stella was no exception to feeling irritated.

After a day of turmoil, skipping lunch and a dinner disrupted by family drama, he was starving.

“Do you see anything here that looks like your dinner?”

Great, he was hinting that he was starving? Even she ate outside, now he was asking her to cook for him?

Was this man out of his mind? After the scene they had earlier, now he expected her to make him dinner?

Yorick’s jaws clenched in exasperation, “Can’t you cook?”

Stella retorted, “When have you ever seen me cook?”

Even if she knew how she wouldn’t cook for him.

Yorick was out of words. Upon hearing it, he was momentarily taken aback, realizing that in the two years they had been engaged, Stella had indeed never cooked him a meal. Ursula, on the other hand, could do everything – cook, make soup. Back when she hadn’t left Portis City, she’d even bring meals to his office.

Stella, sensing his thoughts, chuckled sarcastically, “Mixing me up with Ursula?”

She knew her domestic skills paled in comparison to Ursula’s. Initially, upon her return to the Larkin family, Ursula hogged all domestic tasks, highlighting Stella’s lack of domestic prowess.

Naturally, everyone compared her unfavorably to Ursula – Ursula could do no wrong, and she, Stella, could do no right.

Yorick’s expression went sour, “Our wedding will proceed as planned. Happy now?”

He offered this grudgingly, hoping Stella would dial back her temper.

However, Stella, raising an eyebrow at his words, countered, “In the morning, you said it was postponed, and now, without even a night passing, you say it’s back on. You’re a grown-up, after all, changing your minds so quickly?”

Her hinting at his inconsistency made Yorick feel a sting of embarrassment.

Stella pressed, “Does Ursula know?”

Judging by Yorick’s demeanor, it was clear he had visited the Quarry Manor.

Chapter 14

It was undeniable; that the Quarry elders had quite the knack for holding onto power.

Now, Yorick might seem like he’d got the whole Quarry Group under his thumb, but in reality, those elders still wielded a lot of clout.

Otherwise, why would Yorick change his tune so quickly after just one visit back to the Quarry Manor?

Yorick said, “We don’t need to involve her in our business.”

Stella said, “Oh, is that so?”

Didn’t need to involve her, huh?

Right as he said that, Yorick’s phone started buzzing. He pulled it out to see a call from Ursula. Stella cast an indifferent glance, spotting the name “Ursula” pop up on the screen.

With a stern look, Yorick glanced at Stella, “The wedding’s still on. No changes.”

“Maybe you should take that call first,” Stella suggested, her voice laced with a touch of sympathy for Yorick.

Poor guy, heir to the most influential family in Portis City, and yet, when it came to his own marriage, he had no say.

No sooner had he hung up than Ursula called again, leaving Yorick no choice but to say, “I need to take this,” as he walked over to the balcony with his phone.

Just a few hours ago, he had left this place full of arrogance. Now, he was giving Stella the respect of privacy. The influence of the Quarry elders was not to be underestimated.

Whatever Ursula said on the phone only made Yorick’s expression darker. After hanging up and walking back in, he looked at Stella, urgency written all over his face.

“Is she having another one of her episodes?” Stella asked, her tone dripping with sarcasm as if she had Ursula all figured out.

Yorick’s face turned even grimmer, clearly not amused by Stella’s jibe at Ursula, but he said nothing.

Instead, he left her with, “There’s a banquet tomorrow. You’re coming with me. I’ll have a gown sent over in the morning.”

His intention was clear: to quash the rumors about their canceled wedding.

Stella arched an eyebrow at him.

He tried to soften his tone, almost as if he was pleading with Stella. If it hadn’t been for the meddling of his family elders, he would’ve left her hanging for a few more days.

Little did he know, Stella brushed off his hands with disdain, “What do you take me for? A dog? To be ordered around at your whim?”

“So, only your family’s honor matters, and mine is just supposed to lose face?”

Undoubtedly, the Quarry elders were probably blaming Ursula for this mess. Otherwise, Yorick wouldn’t have backpedaled so fast.

“What do you suggest we do then?”

Stella shot back, “If you’re so capable, why don’t you just marry Ursula? It’s no skin off my nose.”

“You…”

Yorick was livid, his anger reaching its peak.

Seeing Stella’s stubbornness and unwillingness to back down, he didn’t bother to coax her further.

With a scoff, he said, “I’d love to see just how tough you can be.”

No doubt, Blaise from the Larkin family must have caught wind of the Quarry family’s stance by now. Stella’s being so dismissive to him, fine, he wouldn’t believe she was still able to act touch when facing the Larkins.

Yorick stormed off, leaving Stella to spritz the air with freshener as if to cleanse the room of the unpleasantness he’d left behind.

Chapter 15

Yorick rushed to the hospital, his heart pounding with urgency. Today was supposed to be a simple day for Ursula; her ankle injury wasn’t severe, and she was expected to be discharged after treatment. However, things took a turn for the worse.

As Yorick arrived at the emergency room entrance, he found Cloudia in tears, struggling to catch her breath.

“Rick, you’re here. Ursula, she’s…” Cloudia’s voice broke, unable to continue, her tears speaking volumes.

“What on earth happened?” Yorick asked.

Cloudia was too overwhelmed to respond.

Jaxon chimed in, “She’s in ICU now. They rushed her for all sorts of tests just a moment ago.”

Cloudia said, “She’s got Uterine cancer, heart issues, and there’s something wrong with her liver too. What should we do? How can life be so cruel to her?”

Her voice was filled with pain for Ursula.

Hearing about Ursula’s multiple illnesses, a shadow of pain crossed Yorick’s face as well.

Cloudia continued to cry, “It must be those years she spent abroad, not taking proper care of herself, that led to all these illnesses.”

A human body can only take so much, and Ursula was fighting battles on multiple fronts.

The hospital director and a team of specialists approached, having heard about Yorick’s arrival.

At the sight of the director, Yorick’s face was a mask of fury, “I don’t care what it takes, you have to save her. Or you might as well shut this hospital down!”

The director was visibly shaken by his words.

Tegan, standing among the specialists, thought to herself, “What a law unto himself!”

Stella was half-asleep when her phone started buzzing relentlessly. After ignoring it a couple of times, she finally answered in irritation, “Are you trying to grill me or what?”

She had just dumped a jerk earlier that day; was it necessary to bomb her phone like this? It almost drove her crazy.

“Star, it’s me,” came Tegan’s voice from the other end.

Stella’s irritation vanished in an instant, glancing at the time on her phone – it was already one o’clock in the morning.

“You’re still at work?”

Tegan was always busy, barely able to get in touch during the day, but calling in the middle of the night for a chat seemed a bit much.

“What’s going on with you and Yorick? You guys were about to get married in a week, and now he’s all caught up with Ursula?” Tegan asked.

Stella said, “Didn’t you catch the news today?”

“Huh?”

Clearly, she hadn’t.

Tegan was surprised, “That’s quite the twist. Are you okay with that?”

Did people really think she had been that in love with Yorick these past two years?

“Ursula’s really in the hospital?”

Many departments were mobilized late at night just for her; seemed quite a big deal.

“Uterine cancer, heart disease, and possibly liver cancer, though that’s not confirmed yet.”

“So many issues?”

Tegan asked, “Does this feel like karma to her?”

“Yes!” Stella claimed.

It seemed like divine justice.

Ursula had been nothing but trouble, with questionable morals and a penchant for causing harm.

It was her comeuppance.

“But her illnesses seem odd. How come she has Uterine cancer?”

Stella instinctively thought such diseases were more common in married women or ones of a certain age, or lewd lifestyle, not someone like Ursula who was still young.

Tegan replied, “Well, it’s complicated.”

Stella went silent.

“I’m a professional; I won’t gossip. But for your sake, I’m going to take a break from the country for a bit. I won’t be involved in her treatment plan.”

Stella uttered, “Alright.”

Tegan, a renowned gynecologist, had many other colleagues who could take over. Plus, she genuinely disliked Ursula, especially since she had nearly cost Stella her life. That alone made it impossible for those close to Stella to have any sympathy for Ursula.

Chapter 16

Early the next morning, Tegan flew off for a medical conference abroad.

As Stella got a ring from Susanna, she said on the phone, “Looks like your cousin’s gonna pack on pounds for a bit longer. Tegan’s out of the country mentioned something about being away for a month.”

“How’d you know? Tegan rang you up?”

Stella replied, “Yeah, got a call around one in the morning.”

“One in the morning? To share travel plans? Has she lost her marbles?”

It wasn’t like everyone could just flip their sleep schedules upside down because Tegan decided to.

Stella sighed, “It was about Ursula.”

“Ursula? What about her?”

Stella said, “Ursula ended up in the hospital last night, hit with a bunch of illnesses.”

“A bunch? How many? Like what?”

Susanna was shocked at the news.

Just yesterday, spotting Ursula with Yorick near the maternity ward had them betting on a baby bump, not a bout of illnesses.

Stella shared, “Uterine cancer, heart disease, and seemingly liver cancer too.”

The news made Susanna gasp, “All, all that? And she has uterine cancer?”

It was clear neither of them was well-versed in medical knowledge, their reaction to the uterine cancer news a bit off-kilter.

Like Stella, as Susanna heard the uterine cancer, her tone unwittingly turned strange.

“How should I know? Tegan said she’s not one to spread rumors. She won’t gossip, let’s not add to the gossip mill.”

Susanna agreed, “Fair, not gossiping. But, this puts Ursula and Yorick’s future in a bind. Which family would accept someone with such health issues as their first choice?”

The Quarry elders already frowned upon Ursula’s background as a maid’s daughter. Her illnesses only added fuel to the fire.

“You’ll need to tread carefully. With Ursula’s condition, the Quarry elders will push for you and Yorick to tie the knot sooner to prevent any rekindling of old flames.”

It was too late to find someone else, so they would hold onto Stella at all costs, especially given her Larkin family ties. This would, in the Quarry’s eyes, counterbalance Ursula’s influence.

Susanna’s reminder was right.

The Quarry elders are keeping a close eye on Ursula; her being in the hospital last night has already been noticed by them. Besides, they’d learned of Ursula’s illnesses; among them, what they couldn’t accept the most was uterine cancer.

After a simple breakfast, Stella, busy with work at her design studio, received a call from Yorick’s mother, “Star, come to the manor this noon, will you? I’ll personally cook your favorite, I’ll tell Yorick to pick you up.”

Stella declined directly, “Thanks, Imogen, but I have some things to attend to this noon, I’ll have to pass.”

Hearing she was busy, Imogen signed, “You don’t want to even see me?”

Imogen pressed, “Or I go to meet you?”

Stella had no choice but to agree for Imogen insisted on meeting her, thinking it was better to clear things up in person. After all, people’s attitudes were palpable when talking face to face.

She picked up, “Hello.”

Yorick’s voice came from the other end.

Orion’s number has already been on the list. Right now this number was unknown, yet unexpectedly, she’d block-list the number a few moments later.

At the time, Yorick’s voice was laced with indescribable exhaustion.

Stella gave a simple acknowledgment.

“Where should I meet you then?”

“I’ll go straight to the manor, you don’t need to pick me up.”

Even walking on the same road would make her feel the air around was polluted.

Yorick noticed the aloofness in her tone, his head throbbing in frustration, “I’ll pick you up, wait for me at the Silk River Residences.”

Not bothering to utter another word, Stella directly hung up.

Yorick, on the other side, like Stella had thought, had stayed at the hospital for Ursula the entire night. Now with Stella ignoring him like that, he felt utterly exasperated.

Orion, who was driving, comforted as he couldn’t stand to see the scene, “The more a woman cares, the angrier she gets.”

Yorick replied, “Is that so?”

Orion nodded, “If I don’t care at all, I won’t make any scene.”

This notion offered Yorick a glimmer of solace amidst the heated strife.

Chapter 17

Because of Orion’s words, Yorick had made his way to Silk-River Residences well before noon, finding both his and Orion’s attempts to reach Stella via phone futile.

Left with no choice, he resorted to knocking on Stella’s door. Ten minutes of persistent knocking yielded no response, darkening Yorick’s already foul mood.

Orion suggested, “Maybe Ms. Quinn headed to the manor earlier?”

The mere thought of Stella going ahead without him nearly pushed Yorick over the edge.

“Went ahead on her own?”

Orion proposed, “Why don’t you call Mrs. Quarry?”

Without hesitation, Yorick pulled out his phone and dialed his mother’s number.

Imogen answered, informing him that she had tried contacting Stella, who was already on her way to their place.

She questioned, “Why are you calling me? Why didn’t you just call Star?”

Veins throbbed on Yorick’s forehead in frustration. If he could’ve reached Stella by phone, he wouldn’t be resorting to calling his mother.

“I’m heading back.”

He avoided mentioning Stella blocking his number; too embarrassing.

Imogen warned, “Come back then. But I warn you, you better apologize properly, and make sure to promise her you won’t see that Ursula again.”

Through the phone, Imogen’s concern was palpable, especially with the entire estate on edge, partly due to Ursula’s recent diagnosis of Uterine cancer.

Marrying Ursula? That might as well spell the end for the Quarry lineage.

Irritated by Stella not waiting for him and the hefty promises he was now expected to make, Yorick grew even more agitated.

“This thing…Your grandparents already said, if this wedding falls through, they’ll disown you.”

The threat of collective abandonment from his elders made it harder for Yorick to breathe.

“Why do they like Stella so much?”

“She brings good fortune, a perfect match.”

Yorick was left speechless. He couldn’t see any good fortune. In this day and age, still clinging to such beliefs?

Imogen cut him off, “Enough talk, hurry back and remember what I told you.”

Staring at the closed door, Yorick was fuming at Stella. Despite her seeming flaws and odd temperament, she had somehow charmed the elders.

Upon Stella’s arrival at the Quarry Manor, Yorick was yet to return.

“Imogen, I brought you a gift.”

“You came because I asked, and yet you bring gifts?”

Stella mentioned, “I thought this brooch suited you.”

Faced with such extravagance, Stella tried to decline, “This is too valuable, I can’t accept it.”

“It was picked out just for you. Jolene Quarry and I bought two in Paris; one for you, one for her.”

Whether true or not, Imogen’s gesture was clear – she saw Stella as a daughter, especially after Yorick’s debacle with Ursula yesterday. She’s gifting this priceless necklace aimed to console Stella.

Yet, Stella remained unwavering, “I truly can’t accept.”

With the unresolved issues between her and Yorick, she couldn’t accept gifts from the Quarry family.

However, Imogen, determined, placed the necklace on Stella herself.

Today Stella wore a plunging evening gown, the diamond necklace added a touch of elegance to Stella’s appearance.

Imogen nodded in approval, “See, perfect for you. When I saw it, I knew it had to be yours.”

Stella uttered, “Thank you then.”

If Imogen insisted on sending the necklace, there was no reason she couldn’t take it.

Their laughter filled the air as they descended the stairs, just as Yorick returned.

Catching sight of the diamond necklace adorning Stella, he paused, recognizing the piece his mother had acquired from Paris, meant for his future bride.

Chapter 18

Actually seeing the necklace, Yorick couldn’t help but imagine how Ursula looked when she wore it. Something about seeing it on Stella stirred an unidentifiable emotion within him.

“Why are you just getting back now? I asked you to pick up Star, didn’t I? And here she is, back on her own.”

Yorick cast another glance at Stella, his eyes finally drifting away from the necklace around her neck.

Imogen gently patted Stella’s hand, “Star, wait here for a moment. Rick and I need to talk.”

Stella nodded slightly, and Imogen shot Yorick a look, signaling him to follow her upstairs to the study.

It was obvious they were going to talk about Ursula. Imogen was clearly worried and felt the need to remind Yorick of her concerns.

They were gone for about half an hour. When they came back down, both seemed calm, any previous tensions seemingly resolved.

Imogen, with a smile, turned to Stella, “Stella, I’m going to check the kitchen. You and Rick chat for a bit.”

Before Stella could respond, Imogen had already left, taking the butler and the servants with her, leaving Stella and Yorick alone.

Stella was still engrossed in a game on her phone, the sound of gunfire indicating she was playing a popular shooter game.

Yorick couldn’t help but think how she seemed utterly clueless about everything else, engrossed in her game, and yet, somehow, she was deemed fit to be his future wife.

He was about to say something when his phone rang. It was Claudia, causing him to glance at Stella, who was too busy with her game to notice.

Deciding to take the call outside, Yorick stepped out, briefly forgetting Imogen’s stern warning about avoiding too much contact with the Larkins.

Cloudia’s anxious voice sounded, “Rick, what are we going to do? The specialist who was supposed to treat Ursula has gone abroad.”

“Which specialist?” Yorick asked, frowning.

“The gynecology expert, that illustrious genius from Portis City, Tegan James.”

Yorick said, “I’ll find someone else. Don’t worry.”

To Yorick, Cloudia’s worry was unnecessary; he thought it was merely a doctor, plenty of renowned specialists out there.

It required surgery in the heart, and also in the liver; how could a mere body stand all those major treatments?

“You said that specialist’s named Tegan?”

Cloudia replied, “Yes, a young prodigy. It’s said she’s very young.”

“I’ll hand this.”

“Okay, I got it.”

Yorick directly hung up; the call lasted for ten minutes.

Yorick returned inside to find Stella finishing her game, looking pleased with seemingly a victory.

She glanced towards the dining room, noting the quiet atmosphere, and decided to start another round. That was when Yorick snatched her phone away.

Stella looked up, “What are you doing?”

“Tegan, she’s your best friend, right?”

Stella asked, “So?”

“Did you have something to do with her leaving the country?”

Ursula had just been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment last night and did a check-up. The director convened a meeting overnight, forming her personal medical team, and Tegan must have been a member.

Right now Tegan was out of the country. For she was Stella’s best friend, Yorick wouldn’t believe Stella had anything to do with it.

Chapter 19

Facing Yorick’s icy stare, Stella quirked an eyebrow, “Did I do something?”

Yorick retorted, “Stella, she’s just back to get treated. Why so petty?”

At that, Stella laughed.

“So what I’m petty? Aren’t there hospitals abroad? Or no doctors? Or maybe she’s broke? Needs you to babysit her and arrange the appointments?”

Her rapid-fire questions left Yorick seething, almost choking on his fury.

“The treatment plan from Tegan is crucial for her. You know it right? She’s seriously ill, suffering from multiple conditions.”

“Well, how unique for having this disease, to be so young and so broken down.”

Her tone was dripping with sarcasm and not-so-subtle mockery.

Yorick couldn’t stand her snide remarks any longer.

Stella pressed on, “What is it, unhealthy living? Or, is it just her time?”

It was seriously rare to be unusually ill for her age. The mention of “just her time” hit a nerve with Yorick, “Cut the snide attitude. Just call Tegan back.”

Yorick was done arguing with Stella and issued a cold command.

Stella raised an eyebrow, “Who do you think you’re ordering around?”

It seemed he’d forgotten who he was dealing with since yesterday. And now ordering her around? As if he had the right.

That only darkened Yorick’s mood further as he gritted his teeth, “Stella, let me be clear. Our wedding waits until Ursula is better. If you think you can handle what’s coming, by all means, keep playing your games!”

Yorick’s frustration erupted, his stance unwavering. He was convinced that if the Larkin family got wind of Stella’s meddling, she’d face severe consequences. At that time, he’d like to see if she was able to deal with it.

“I can handle it. But can she?” Throwing threats right back at him, Stella rolled her eyes.

Yorick was even more furious, “If anything happens to her, you won’t get away with it.”

“Who won’t get away with it if something happens?”

Imogen’s voice cut through, approaching with a stormy face to stand by Stella, taking her hand and glaring at Yorick, “Who did you say won’t get away with it?”

Yorick was still fuming, “It’s…”

“Did you forget what we discussed in the study earlier?”

At the moment, Imogen’s voice was ice cold.

Yorick was taken aback.

“Stay right there!”

Seeing him go, Imogen was livid.

Imogen started, “What…”

She had been wondering how to tell Imogen that there was no future with Yorick, given the Quarry family’s kindness over the years.

Imogen nodded, anxious, “Yes, Yorick is at fault. I’ll deal with that brat.”

“Stella, he’s just not thinking straight. Give him another chance, will you? I’ll make sure to give him a piece of my mind.”

Stella looked down, “I’ve been giving him chances for two years. His frequent trips abroad to see Ursula were one thing, but this is different.”

As if any chances were given!

But of course, the blame would fall entirely on Yorick.

Hearing about Yorick’s trips to see Ursula, Imogen was shocked, “He’s been visiting Ursula often?”

“Last month, on my birthday, he was abroad.”

No need for further explanation.

Stella and Ursula shared a birthday, and Yorick being overseas then had raised no suspicions in the Quarry family, assuming it was a business trip.

But Stella’s implication made Imogen’s lips twitch.

“That brat!”

Imogen was furious enough to wish she could throttle Yorick herself. And as for Ursula, hadn’t Imogen made herself clear two years ago? Absolutely no dignity left, utterly infuriating!

Chapter 20

Imogen tried to catch Stella’s attention for one more plea.

However, Stella was resolute, “Imogen, I’m sorry, but Yorick isn’t the man I can entrust my life to.”

Imogen was at a loss for words.

Stella continued, “I wasn’t asking for his undivided attention, but he couldn’t even offer me the basic respect I deserve.”

Imogen muttered, “It…”

Indeed, Yorick had not shown Stella the respect she deserved. Even as his mother, Imogen couldn’t justify her son’s behavior on this matter.

“But what will you do? Without Yorick, your days in the Larkin family will be even harder,” Imogen warned Stella, reminding her of her precarious position in the Larkin family. Despite their mutual disdain for Ursula, it was undeniable that she held a significant place within the Larkin family.

Stella remained silent, her gaze lowered.

Imogen went on, “Don’t rush to give me an answer. I’ll speak to Yorick about this, and we’ll get Ursula out as soon as possible.”

How irritating! The very thought of Ursula bewitching Yorick to such an extent infuriated Imogen. The idea of Stella and Yorick breaking up, allowing Yorick to be even more reckless with Ursula, was something Imogen couldn’t stay calm about.

“The Larkins are all siding with Ursula. If you keep clashing with Yorick, it’s you who will suffer,” Imogen cautioned, urging Stella to endure.

And being her future mother-in-law, Imogen vowed to stand by Stella’s side. Everyone seemed to believe that Stella had no place in the Larkin family and that her only escape would be the Quarry family.

Stella glanced at Imogen, “Hard times or not, haven’t I always made it through? Imogen, let’s just leave it as it is between me and Yorick.”

Since they already had arrived at this situation, Stella was determined and clear about her stance. She didn’t want to leave anyone harboring false hopes.

In other words, she was someone who hated complications and preferred to cut through the mess.

At the sight of Stella’s firm attitude, Imogen’s face was somewhat sour, “You…”

She had tried every argument, even setting aside her own pride, yet Stella remained unmoved. Imogen’s tone carried a clear note of dissatisfaction.

Stella, unwilling to waste more time, curtly said, “I’ll be going now,” and forcefully placed a necklace in Imogen’s hand before turning to leave.

Imogen, wanting to say more but stopped by Stella’s decisive departure and the sight of the necklace in her hand, stamped her foot in frustration.

The butler appeared behind her, “Madam.”

“What is she so proud of? Aside from Yorick, who else would have her?”

With her engagement to Yorick known throughout Portis City, who else would be so blind as to marry her on short notice?

Without Yorick, would they treat her any better?

The butler glanced in the direction Stella had left, “Youthful pride, I suppose. She can’t swallow the insult.”

Imogen shared this opinion. She snorted, “She could’ve picked a better time and place for her tantrums. Let her make a scene with the Larkins if she wants, but acting so high and mighty in front of me?”

Fuming over Yorick and Ursula’s dalliance, and even more so over Stella being the one to initiate the breakup, Imogen felt their family had lost face.

With Stella’s fearless demeanor, how could she possibly manage?

“It pissed me off! Which hospital is that Ursula at?”

The butler replied, “Portis Medicenter.”

Stella left Quarry Manor and had just reached her car when a car horn sounded nearby. Looking over, she saw Yorick’s Phantom.

He hadn’t left?

Yorick stepped out, a cigarette in hand. His poised figure radiated a natural authority and an air of exclusivity.

Honestly, he was incredibly handsome. Under his leadership, Quarry Group’s market value had doubled in a year. He was also respectful and filial to his elders.

Everything about him was admirable, except his terrible taste in women.

Stella’s gaze met Yorick’s, her expression unimpressed.

Yorick broke the silence, “Give your car keys to Orion. He’ll drive it back to Silk River Residences for you. You ride with me.”

“I can drive myself,” Stella replied sharply, her words dripping with sarcasm.

This was the charm of an independent woman, never to be the one left behind.

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