Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)

Boarding the private jet back to Patrina, Shawn was still lying on the bed, his leg thankfully saved but still aching like crazy.

Xander was on the phone, his voice cold and calculated as he said, "Yes, follow the plan."

Shawn's eyes widened at that.

Plan? What plan?

The only thing that seemed to get Xander riled up was anything concerning Stella.

Watching Xander hang up, Shawn couldn't help but ask, "You still have plans for that little firecracker?" Xander shot him a glance.

Shawn gulped. "Dude, Ronald and Stella are together now. He's finally got what he's been after for years." Xander asked, "Do you remember why Stella ever took an interest in him in the first place?"

Shawn's heart skipped a beat. Of course, he knew why Stella had developed feelings for Ronald. But did that even matter anymore?

"Look. You should leave Ronald alone. His feelings for Stella..."

"Shawn." Xander cut him off before he could finish.

Shawn went silent.

Xander sipped his wine, leaving his thoughts unspoken.

Shawn pondered for a moment and continued, "You and Ronald really don't need to keep this feud going. You should clear those misunderstandings. Or do you plan on staying in Patrina forever?"

Xander raised an eyebrow, a smirk on his lips. "You're right. We should clear the misunderstandings. And Ferrowland, it's about time I returned."

There was something off in how Xander said Ferrowland, which made Shawn uneasy. It seemed like Xander's return wasn't only about that illegitimate child.

Thinking of Xander's father, Shawn felt a pang of injustice for Xander.

Xander's fingers tapped rhythmically on the table, musing over the word 'misunderstanding' with sarcasm and intrigue in his expression.

Stella had a late-night snack.

After getting back with Ronald, Finley and Idris had retreated to the study, and Susanna had called her.

She was crying her heart out. Stella had never heard Susanna cry like

that, so she comforted her overthe

phone like she was soothing a baby.

"Tell me what's wrong. Who upset you? I'll sort them out."

Who on earth had made Susanna cry like this?

If it was serious, then she'd really have to call on her people in Ferrowland.

Stella had her own network,

courtesy of Ronald, but she hadn't used it since Xander threatened her out of Ferrowland. She'd been lying low, avoiding both Ronald and Xander.

But now, with Susanna in such distress, Stella wanted to find out what was wrong with Susanna's mom Lacey.

Yet Susanna was crying too hard to give her any details.noveldrama

Stella comforted, "Sweetheart, please stop crying. Should I send someone to look into it for you?"

Being around Hull and not solving anything was one thing, but Susanna crying like this was another.

What was going on? Was Hull being a jerk to her?

No, that couldn't be. Hull was a bit of a lone wolf, not the type to bully people for fun.

But she was wrong...

Susanna sobbed, "It was Hull. He took off my clothes."

Stella nearly choked on her spit.

Wait, what?!

"Wasn't it the maid?"

Hull was the solitary type-no maid in his villa. The only person remotely close was the chef, and he was a guy, which meant there wasn't a woman around Hull, so when

Susanna said someone had stripped her clothes off and she didn't know

whom, it could only have been Hull.

Susanna's voice came through the phone, even more pitiful, "Will you help me deal with him?"