Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)
Chapter 188

Yorick massaged the bridge of his nose, wincing as a tension headache took hold. "I know."

Cloudia, her voice tinged with concern, replied, "We should get Ursula discharged. Is everything set up at Wave Residence? If it is, she should go there to recuperate." Now that the Quarry family had done something like this, it was clear they couldn't stay at the hospital a moment longer.

At the mention of Wave Residence, Yorick's expression turned grim.

He quickly said into the phone, "Still arranging. Tell her to stay calm and not overthink things."

"Still arranging? What do you mean? Isn't everything ready yet?" Cloudia's tone sharpened, a note of unease creeping in. Yorick frowned. "That's it for now. I've got to go."

"

Unable to provide a solid answer and pressed by Cloudia's probing, Yorick ended the call hastily.

The car was enveloped in a heavy silence.

After a moment, Yorick spoke in a cold voice, "To Wave Residence."

Orion, who was driving, hesitated.

"But we just got word that the Lugar family heir is fishing near the Butterfly Garden."

It hadn't been easy tracking down his whereabouts. Shouldn't they head to the Butterfly Garden first?

Yorick insisted, "To Wave Residence!"

His words carried an unmistakable weight.

Understanding the gravity of the situation, Orion nodded. "Alright."

Approaching a crossroads, Orion didn't dare go against Yorick's wishes and swiftly turned the car around.

However, he couldn't help but remind Yorick, "Tomorrow, they're going over the contract with Jeremy. If everything checks out, they'll sign it on the spot."

If Jeremy secured those mining rights, it would be impossible for Yorick to get a piece of the action, especially since Jeremy and Yorick were known rivals. Yorick remained silent.

Clearly, news of Thane stationing bodyguards outside Ursula's hospital room had rattled him.

His phone buzzed again. This time, it was Ursula calling.

Picking up, he softened, "Ursula."

Even through the phone, Ursula's distress and fear were palpable.

"Rick, your dad...," she choked out, the strain in her voice evident.

Yorick reassured her, "Don't worry, I'll handle it."

"Rick, I want to be discharged. I can't stay in this hospital any longer. Please, can you make that happen?"

Her plea was desperate, especially after witnessing the Quarry family's intimidating stance.

"Alright, you'll be discharged," Yorick promised, unable to deny her request in her time of need.

"Can I leave tomorrow?" Ursula asked, hope lacing her words.

Originally, she was scheduled for discharge the day after. Feeling a sudden unease, perhaps due to her illness, Ursula feared she wouldn't make it out alive. Yorick, feeling a throb of pain at her words, conceded, "Fine, tomorrow."

Thus, he was committed to resolving the situation at Wave Residence today. His determination was clear, marked by a chill in his eyes not seen before. Just as he ended the call with Ursula, Thane called. Yorick glanced at the phone and silently declined the call.

...

Predictably, they were stopped upon reaching Wave Residence.

Orion looked to Yorick, who commanded with an icy tone, "Negotiate. I need to see the owner."

His voice held an unyielding resolve.

As Orion prepared to step out, another car passed them and entered the estate smoothly.

Was that Wave Residence's owner?

Why did the car seem so familiar?

Realization dawned on Orion.

"Sir, isn't that the car Ms. Quinn got into at the Orient Nexus Building?"

They had just seen it at noon.