Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)

Stella was left speechless.

Encouraging her adopted daughter to snatch her biological daughter's fiancé? Pushing for her adopted daughter to get with her biological son?

What Cloudia had done to her before was practically this.

And then there was Jaxon. Ever since Ursula had fallen ill, Cloudia frequently wanted him around.

The whole family seemed to revolve around Ursula.

Susanna's voice broke Stella's train of thought. "I mean, it's pretty obvious Jaxon hasn't been visiting Lola and the kid much lately, especially now that he's been injured so badly because of Ursula. And now, Lola is downright furious with him, not even give his mom a pleasant look. Just exploded." Susanna spoke animatedly. Even through the phone, Stella could practically feel her excitement. If you didn't know better, you'd think it was Susanna's archenemy who had taken a hit this time.

Stella said, "Things were already pretty tense before. Lola's got quite a fiery temper."

That period had been tough on Cloudia. Eventually, Jaxon stepped in to calm things down, managing to keep Lola quiet for a while. But now, with Jaxon injured because of Ursula and Lola depending on him, it's no surprise she's stirring things up again. Susanna chuckled. "She's definitely fiery. I'll send you the video. Today, the Larkin family really outdid themselves. The Patels are definitely going to hear about it."

"Send it to me first."noveldrama

"Alright."

Just after hanging up the call, the maid knocked on the door and respectfully called out, "Miss."

"What's up?"

"Dr. Finley asked me to inform you to head to the boxing room immediately."

Stella tilted her head. "What for?"

"He mentioned that Mr. Ronald is there as well."

Stella raised an eyebrow. Ronald was there, but why was Finley calling for her?

"Alright, I'll go check it out."

Since Ronald was there, she decided to head over.

She got up and headed downstairs.

Mist Bay was massive, boasting all kinds of amenities. Stella walked through the glass corridor, past the billiard room, while snow continued to fall outside the glass.

From a distance, she could hear Finley's voice echoing through the space.

"I can't do it anymore. Are you trying to kill me or what?"

When Stella reached the doorway, she paused, taking in the scene. Ronald gestured with a flick of his hand, and two bodyguards stepped forward to lift an exhausted Finley, forcing him to continue running laps. Stella blinked, utterly baffled.

What's going on?

Finley's voice rang out again,

Star

"Ronald, I'm telling you like you if you're

SWthis.

You're too harsh."

Ronald a cigar perched between his

His fortably in a chair, a

fingers His half-open shirt gave him an austere, commanding air.

He took a slow puff from the cigar, his tone calm but authoritative. "Add ten more laps."

Finley shouted in desperation, "Five laps are already killing me, and you want ten more? Are you even human?"

Stella glanced at the sweat-drenched Finley, who indeed seemed spent.

Idris, standing behind Ronald, was the first to notice Stella.

He leaned in and whispered, "Sir, Miss is here."

Ronald turned at the mention and locked eyes with Stella at the door.

Ronald beckoned her over. "Star, come here."

Upon hearing Stella's arrival, Finley looked like he'd seen his savior. He swore that if he made it out alive today, he would never joke about Stella again. And he'd stay out of her business. en

Ronald was just too terrifying.

What was Stella? She was his and only he could lecture her, protect her, or care for her.

Anyone else? Ronald would deal with them personally.

Stella walked over, and Ronald pulled her into his lap, handing his cigar to Idris.

"What's Finley doing?" Stella asked.

Ronald replied, "Making sure he's fit enough. A good doctor should have the stamina for at least ten surgeries."

Stella was at a loss for words.

Was that really necessary?

"But he doesn't need that kind of stamina right now, does he?"

Finley was her personal doctor now, not exactly performing ten surgeries a day.

Ronald said, "I'm doing it for his own good."

Stella was left speechless.

Why did that sound so familiar?