Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 141

At that moment, Yorick's mind went completely blank.

His eyes seething with rage, he glared at Stella, his lips quivering as if he was about to say something. However, words failed him entirely.

Stella glanced at Yorick and then at the large diamond ring in the box. For a second, she thought she had seen it wrong.

A ring, really?

Wait, Jeremy...

His idea of making amends was a gift for marriage proposal? Was he too naive to understand the significance of a ring?

Or...

No way he fell for her and was proposing. That was off the table!

Even the most clueless person wouldn't gift a ring. So, was it because of Jeremy's brain rot that he didn't grasp the meaning of a ring?

"Stella!" Yorick roared, his voice thick with fury.

"Are you nuts? Why are you shouting? So what if he proposes to me? What's it to you?" Stella snapped.

His voice almost shattered her eardrums. Truly, he was beyond help at this point!

She and Jeremy barely had any connection, and it wasn't like Yorick didn't know that. To even link that to a proposal was beyond her.

Yorick's breathing grew erratic, "Well, excellent, so you have that much backing you up! No wonder you dared to break off our engagement, and even cut ties with the Larkin family."

"Yes, I have that much support. So what? Does that inconvenience your plans to oppress me?"

Indeed, Yorick and the Larkin family were infuriated, and that was exactly why.

They had tried every trick in the book, hoping to see Stella come crawling back to them in misery. But what did they get? Not even a whimper of surrender.

Instead, they saw the formidable force backing her.

Right, she had a powerful force behind her.

While Yorick was busy digging into her past, there was this mysterious force thwarting his efforts.

And then there were all these men around her.

Just how much about Stella did Yorick not know?

Stella stood up and walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the street below, where the traffic flowed like ants.

Her smile looked even more scornful, "Planning to cancel my cards, shut down my studio, huh? What's your plan? To make me unable to pay my rent, to make me apologize to Ursula, to beg you on my knees to reactivate my cards, or to keep me from starving to death?"