Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 160

Ronald's chuckle grew louder as he placed a piece into Stella's plate.

Stella, with an exaggerated gesture, stuffed the food into her mouth, chewing with a vengeance! Her gritted teeth and fierce determination made it clear she wasn’t so satisfied with this dinner choice.

However, as the flavors melded on her tongue, her look of utter betrayal swiftly melted away. “This is actually delicious.”

Especially the sauce - it was definitely something special.

Ronald asked, “Delicious?”

Stella nodded, “Yeah, really good.”

Her disappointment vanished, discovering for the first time that the non-spicy version could indeed be scrumptious.

The atmosphere around the dining table lightened instantly.

…

Meanwhile, at the office of the Patel Group, Jeremy felt an inexplicable shiver run down his spine as he stepped from the conference room into his office.

He called out to Harper, "Crank up the heat, will you? This weather's turning bone-chillingly cold."

Harper looked puzzled, "It’s cold?"

She didn’t feel it.

Jeremy glanced at Harper's light office attire, “You’re not cold?”

Harper replied, “Not at all. Maybe you’ve caught a cold or something, Mr. Patel?”

It really wasn’t cold, with the office heating set to a constant, comfortable temperature.

Jeremy dismissed the idea, “I never get sick.”

Harper nodded without addressing further, thinking since the boss said he didn’t, she’d just drop it, and turned to sort through the stack of documents that had just been delivered.

Caius had resorted to leveraging Jeremy’s influence to outmaneuver Kellan this time - knowing well that Kellan’s wife wouldn’t dare cause a scene with Jeremy involved, potentially giving both men a reprieve.

“Who knows? They were chatting over coffee just last week, and then two hours later, they were at each other’s throats again.”

Caius felt infuriated at the mention of it.

Gazing at the bracelet in the box, Jeremy was disinterested in their marital dramas, and hurriedly ended the call.

After a futile search through his drawers for the ring box, Harper knocked and entered, “Mr. Patel, these documents need your signature urgently.”

Jeremy asked, “Have you seen that ring I brought back the other day while cleaning up?”

“A ring? Didn’t you give that to Ms. Quinn?”

Jeremy was stunned into silence.