Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)

Stella was surprised. "Really? Your driving skills are something else. Fine, I'll get someone to tow you out."

Tegan begged, "You better hurry up. It's freezing out here."

It was one of those brutally cold days in Portis City. Snow, yet again, had blanketed the city, making Stella wonder what curse had befallen them this year. Snowfall was relentless, one storm after another.

Winters in Portis City were typically cold, sure, but never quite so snowy. Usually, it was just a dusting of snowflakes.

Hearing Tegan's plight, Stella glanced out the window. Yep, the snow was definitely piling up.

"Got it."

But why was Tegan in Misty Bay, anyway? They hadn't planned on meeting today.

Hanging up, Stella turned to the butler. "Get someone to tow Tegan out. Her car got stuck."

The butler nodded. "Yes."

He quickly arranged for someone to assist.

Stella headed to the dining room for breakfast. The staff promptly served her favorite morning meal-soft, creamy oatmeal. But she barely had an appetite. Lately, nothing seemed to pique her interest.noveldrama

Warmth and cold, two extremes were playing out in Misty Bay. After a brief inquiry about Jaxon, Stella let the matter drop. Those people didn't matter to her. Her indifference mirrored the coldness they once showed her.

Stella was cozily tucked away in her warm, castle-like home while Jaxon waited outside Misty Bay's gates. Even inside his car, the chill was palpable.

The driver returned. "Mr. Larkin, Ms. Quinn won't see you."

Jaxon was stunned, and his heart sank. Stella's refusal was hardly surprising. How the Larkin family treated her in the past was coming back tenfold.

Jaxon closed his eyes, wishing Stella had left him a message at least. Even an angry tirade would have been welcome. At least that would show she still felt something.

But he was wrong. Stella had left him nothing. She had entirely erased the Larkin family from her world.

When had it become so difficult tox

see Stella, their flesh and blood? Why had they grown so distant? Jaxon closed his eyes, frustration emanating from him.

The driver hesitantly asked, "Shall we leave?"

Jaxon opened his eyes, his gaze sharp, "Call again. Tell them it's urgent."

The driver didn't know what to say in response. He had been with the Larkin family for years, knew all too well the deep rift between them and Stella. They had been willing to hurt their real daughter over an adopted one Then, with their current

troubles, Stella wouldn't

care.

The butler was firm when he received another call from Jaxon in the villa. "In the

future, don't bother notifying us of calls from the Larkin family."

Without even asking what the urgent matter was, he hung up.

Overhearing, Stella continued eating in silence. The butler's handling of the Larkin family pleased her.

"Miss," the butler approached.

Stella snorted, "There's nothing to discuss."

She understood Ronald's stance. There would be no hope for the Larkin family

from her end. She wasn't their savior.