Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 105

Yes, she wanted Stella out of Portis City.

That man was back in town, and with Stella still here, she feared things could spiral out of control.

And one hundred thousand dollars this time? She suspected it was just the beginning.

So, Stella had to leave.

Ursula remained silent, prompting Stella to say, “Not only you want me gone, but you seem pretty eager about it too, huh?”

Ursula’s heart lurched again!

“Why am I eager about it? I just pity you. Better to grab the cash you’ve made last year, sell off the Silk-River Residences, and live your life on your terms than stay here and get twisted into nothing.”

Stella uttered, “Oh?”

Ursula went on, “With that kind of money, moving to a quaint town could set you up for life.”

And she was telling the truth. Selling the Silk-River Residences and adding her savings, Stella had a small fortune as much as one million at least indeed. With that kind of money, moving to a small town could indeed mean a life of ease and wealth.

“But what if I just don’t want to leave? You want me gone? What if I want to stay right here and watch you die first? When are you planning on your funeral?”

Challenging her with the cold Larkin family demeanor? Fine, she’d like to see who cracked first.

Predictably, Stella's last remark hit a nerve with Ursula. She had three major illnesses, and the last thing she needed was someone mentioning death in her presence.

“You…” Her face turned ghostly pale in an instant.

Stella added, “Move into Wave Residence? Shut down my studio? Sure, fine for me. Let’s wait till my studio is closed down, and I’ve had a toast to your moving into Wave Residence, then I’ll leave, how about that?”

Ursula’s already pale face flushed with anger at Stella’s words, but a spark of determination lit up in her eyes, “Really?”

Ronald was waiting for her to come home for dinner, and she didn’t want to be late.

But as she opened the door, a sound from behind made her turn back.

Ursula had coughed up a significant amount of blood, staining the sheets in a shocking display. Stella’s heart jolted!

Maybe it was because Ursula had cried wolf too many times in her presence, but Stella initially thought this was yet another act. Only this act seemed too damn cruel.

Before she could discern between truth and performance, she’d got thrust away by Yorick, who, swift as the wind, had already reached Ursula’s side.

“Ursula, Ursula,” panic laced his voice.

Immediately after, Cloudia rushed into the room, her scream piercing the air upon seeing the bloodied Ursula.

“Ah! Ursula, Ursula, what happened? What did you do to her? Did you poison her?”