Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)
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 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.

"Apologize? After she's already sneaked to that man, one more visit and it'll be done for."

Sirena uttered, "What, she sneaked? She's already a grown..."

"Shut it," Jeremy snapped in rage.

The directive from Idris had been clear - they were to avoid any further disturbances to Stella.

Sirena shivered in exasperation. From yesterday to the present, she had been feeling aggrieved because of 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.

As she approached the room, the voices of Jaxon and Cloudia discussing Stella's grim prospects reached her ears.

"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 fell 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

comfomewhat helpless in

people; those words

were all she could offer.

Cloudia bobbed her head, "Why you

Chand Jaxon chat? I'm

Ursula

I

I can bring Set

to eat."

With that, Cloudia walked away.