Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)

Seeing Ronald about to send Stella away, Jeremy felt a flutter of unease in his chest and instinctively wanted to intervene. He knew all too well that Ronald was like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde depending on whether Stella was around.

But he didn't dare speak up, especially not with Ronald's dark expression. Jeremy knew better than to open his mouth. He silently prayed Stella wouldn't leave.

Unfortunately, Stella was too obedient. This woman, who had once left Yorick bruised and battered, became a picture of compliance in Ronald's presence.

"I'll be off then," she said softly.

"Okay, be good," Ronald replied, squeezing her cheek gently.

Stella turned and ran off.

Jeremy was stunned. Seeing her so demure around Ronald, he thought Yorick had been blind to let her go. Instead, he'd chosen Ursula, who was nothing but trouble.

Once Stella left Ronald and Jeremy alone, Ronald sauntered over to the couch and sat down.

Jeremy felt a bead of nervous sweat. "Mr. Quinn," he stammered.

Ronald glanced at him coldly. "Haven't we signed the contract? What do you need her for?"

Jeremy's heart skipped a beat.

See? Raised by Mr. Quinn himself, they had the same mindset. It was far from ideal to leave Ronald with the impression that he was always trying to use the backdoor.

"N-no, it wasn't about the contract," Jeremy stammered.

Previously, every time he sought Stella out, it was because of her connection to Ronald, hoping for a favor.

He chuckled awkwardly. "It wasn't about the contract this time. I promise I won't bother Ms. Quinn for business matters again."

He desperately tried to clear his name.

Ronald raised an eyebrow. "Oh?"

He pulled a cigarette from a pack, lit it, and took a drag, his gaze icy as it bore into Jeremy.

Jeremy swallowed hard. "It's about what happened at the mall. I was worried Sirena might have hurt Ms. Quinn, so I came to check."

Ronald said curtly, "For that, you could've just called me."

Jeremy winced.

Come on, who would dare call Ronald directly? That's why he'd come in person.

However, Stella's story matched what Sirena had said. When Sirena explained earlier, Jeremy didn'tà believe it. After all, Sirena and Stella

had clashed over Ursula, so getting the facts straight was essential.

"I was just worried about collateral damage," Jeremy muttered.

Ronald's eyebrow twitched. "Hmm?"

"No, I was worried Ms. Quinn might have been hurt." Jeremy felt his pulse quicken.

In Portis City, he was a figure of some renown, having encountered all sorts ofnoveldrama

people. But Ronald exuded an aura that made Jeremy uneasy.

Perhaps it was because Ronald was

a big shot from Ferrowland's

underworld, with a reputation possibly stained with blood. In any

case, Ronald was not someone to

cross!

Jeremy would never have risked getting involved with Ronald if those rare

minerals were replaceable.

Ronald's tone was flat. "Got it all sorted?"

Jeremy nodded quickly. "Yes, all sorted."

As long as Sirena hadn't hurt Stella, all was well. Thankfully, Sirena had been sensible this time. Things

could have gone terrible if she'd acted impulsively and joined Vivian

in attacking Stella. Thankful

hadn't.

she

Watching the Warner family decimated by Ronald, no one could grasp just how on

edge Jeremy had been these past few days.

...

Meanwhile, on Stella's side.

Ronald had sent her some snacks.

Idris had someone warm them up. "Mr. Quinn thought these looked cute, so he

brought them for you."

Stella tried one. "Hmm, this little kitty is delicious."

The snacks were in animal shapes and were undeniably tasty.

Idris grinned. "The little bunnies are even better. Mr. Quinn couldn't stop eating them."

"Really?"

"Yeah," Idris nodded.

Stella picked up a bunny-shaped pastry and took a bite. She had to admit it was indeed delicious. "Hmm, so good."

When Ronald arrived, he found Stella with a satisfied smile, munching away happily. Her cherubic cheeks, full of contentment, made her look irresistibly cute.