Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)
Chapter 180

Stella crossed her arms with a huff. "If you're so tough, get up yourself."

Yorick was fuming. Especially now, feeling engulfed by a humiliating rage, he wished he could tear both Stella and this man apart. Orion, instinctively stepping forward, found the man's presence too intimidating. He kept shooting desperate looks at Stella for help. But Stella ignored him completely.

Orion was sweating bullets.

Yorick, trying to regain some control, turned to Ronald. "Who the hell are you?"

In Portis City, he had never come across such a character.

Ronald pressed down with his foot, a 'crack' sound making Yorick grunt in pain. Sweat beaded on his forehead as the pain intensified.

"I'll kill you! And you too, Stella, you damned woman. I want you dead!"

Furious, Yorick spat out the deadly threat.

But that only made Ronald's lips curl into a bloodthirsty smile. Especially when Yorick wished death upon Stella, Ronald's previously gentle demeanor vanished, leaving only cold, dangerous intent. "Guess if you'll make it out of here alive?"

As he said that, his hand moved towards his belt.

Orion, witnessing Ronald's action, especially what he was about to draw, felt his blood freeze. Even the wind seemed to carry a cruel chill.

Just as Orion thought Yorick was done for, Stella casually walked over.

She grabbed Ronald's wrist. "Ronald."

Ronald regained his composure, his gaze chillingly turning towards Stella, "Can't bear it?"

"Priorities first," Stella reminded him lightly.

With that reminder, she stepped on Yorick's hand.

Already injured, Yorick felt insult added to his agony, never having been so humiliated.

Stella pulled Ronald's hand and took the object from him. "Let's go."

For Stella, Ronald's interests came first. Ronald had been in Portis City for quite some time, and that was for a reason. If something happened to Yorick now, it would undoubtedly cause unnecessary trouble. After all, Thane was a name with considerable weight in Portis City.

Ronald's gaze deepened as he let her take the object, like a raging tiger suddenly soothed. Releasing his cold gaze from Yorick with a scoff, he walked away with Stella.

Feeling the pressure lift, Yorick felt drained of strength. It was only after Stella and Ronald's car had disappeared that he let Orion help him up.

"The thing he was holding..."

Clearly, the memory still haunted Yorick.

In a place like Portis City, for someone to act so brazenly- who was he?

Orion nodded, "Yeah, exactly that guy!"

That moment, Orion had seen the danger in the man's eyes, a kind of insanity, and if Stella hadn't intervened... Orion was certain that man would've taken Yorick's life. Carrying something so dangerous, it was clear just how perilous he was.

Yorick, seething, complained, "Still no clue about that guy's identity?"

Orion replied, "Feels familiar somehow."

But where exactly, he couldn't recall.

And the man's backing, those who could have stopped them from finding anything about him, showed just how extraordinary his influence was.

"Ugh," Yorick groaned in pain: "Get me to a hospital."

The pain was unbearable, his hand now completely immobile.

...

In the car, Stella put the object back at Ronald's side. "Is everything settled in Portis City?"

Ronald took her cold hand into his. "What's wrong?"

"I miss Mom and Yvonne."