Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)
Chapter 178

"Mr. Quinn is not stingy, you know."

Jeremy just stared blankly.

Really?

He seemed pretty tight-fisted, especially where Stella was concerned. A little spat with Sirena, and Ronald acted like it was the end of the world.

And yet, Idris claimed he's not stingy?

...

After seeing Jeremy off, Idris returned to Ronald's side. "Sir."

"He's gone?"

Idris nodded. "Yes."

"What do you think of him?" Ronald asked, his voice carrying a weighty tone.

After a moment's thought, Idris replied, "Compared to the others, Mr. Patel is indeed a solid choice."

"Then it's settled," Ronald said, his tone turning icy as he made the decision.

Idris inclined his head in agreement.

Jeremy was indeed the right choice- mostly because he was ruthless! Beneath his laid-back demeanor, Jeremy had proven himself tough as nails during the Patel family feud. Ronald glanced at his watch, noting it was lunchtime, and dialed Stella's number.

"Ronald?"

"I'm coming to pick you up."

Stella seemed taken aback. "Huh? Didn't I tell you I'm having lunch with Susie?"

"Cancel it."

Ronald's voice was gentle, yet the quiet authority in his tone left no room for refusal.

On the other end, Stella pouted. "Okay, fine."

Ronald added, "I'll take you somewhere fun to eat."

"Fun to eat? What's that?" Stella asked, her curiosity instantly piqued. "Then hurry up and come get me."

Who could resist the promise of good food and fun? Certainly not Stella.

Ronald chuckled softly, affirming with a 'Hmm' before hanging up.

Stella quickly called Susanna. "My brother said he's taking me somewhere fun to eat, so don't come over."

Susanna just sighed. "What kind of food is also fun, anyway?"

To her, it sounded like Ronald was just luring Stella away with vague promises of a good time. As a born and bred Portis City girl, Susanna found the idea of food being both delicious and entertaining hard to imagine. Stella replied, "I have no idea."

After briefly chatting with Susanna, Stella hung up.

...

About half an hour later, Ronald arrived.

Stella headed downstairs. Emerging from the office building, she spotted Ronald's car not too far off and instinctively started towards it. However, a sudden force on her wrist stopped her - it was Yorick. Seeing Yorick, Stella's mood soured. "What do you want?"

Really? Was this guy still haunting her?

Yorick's expression was grim. "What do I need to do to get Finley and Tegan back?"

Stella was baffled. Was this guy out of his mind?

Yorick tightened his grip on her wrist. "Just tell me, what do you want?"

Hearing from Cloudia that Stella had tricked her into signing a disownment agreement and then reneging on her promise to bring them back, Yorick was beyond frustrated.

Stella, already short-tempered from Yorick's pestering about Finley and Tegan, snapped.

She shook off Yorick's grip. "Let go, you lunatic."

"Stella!"

"What? Why are you yelling? Got a problem?"

Yorick clenched his teeth. This woman!

Stella continued, "Didn't Cloudia explain it to you? And you're still bothering me?" Yorick bit back, "That's your mother!"

"So what if I say I'm your ancestor? How's that?" Stella rolled her eyes at Yorick. Yorick was speechless.

This woman!

Stella went on, "We've signed a disownment agreement. Ever heard of it?"

Yorick tried to argue, "But she's your mother, your attitude..."

"Shut it. If your brain's not working, should I knock some sense into it?"

Without waiting for a response, Stella slapped him sharply on the forehead, not holding back. The force of the slap left Yorick reeling, his anger soaring to new heights.