Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 27

Stella was plotting to whisk Ronald off to a five-star hotel.

However, Ronald had her pinned on his lap the whole ride, leaving her no chance to whisper their destination to Idris.

By the time Ronald let her go, they had already arrived at the underground parking of Silk-River Residences.

Stella was astounded, "You know where I live?"

She had used his card yesterday, and today he showed up here. It seemed he had dug through the past three years of her life in no time.

Ronald stepped out of the car first, and Idris, who had been driving, remarked, "It's not hard for Mr. Quinn to find out anything. But you've been quite the hider these past three years. We never expected you'd go abroad."

Stella went silent.

Idris continued, "And to think, you even found your family... Anyway, Mr. Quinn is furious!"

Hearing “furious” made Stella's heart lurch violently.

She cast a cautious glance at the man standing outside the car and hurried out without delay.

Back at home, Stella wanted to fetch him slippers, but the moment she opened the shoe cabinet, she found, aside from her slippers, a pair of men's slippers that had been worn.

Feeling the chill from behind, she quickly picked a pair she hadn’t worn and offered them to Ronald, "Maybe you can wear mine for now."

The pink slippers with a cute bunny on them were laid before Ronald, whose eyes were narrowed, the chill around him intensifying.

"Learned to serve, have you?"

Stella was at loss for words. Her face stiffened at it, and the bitterness in her heart grew stronger.

She straightened up, looking at Ronald with grievance, "You know everything?"

Ronald chuckled, slipping into her tiny slippers, which clearly didn't fit.

The man, always particular about everything, didn’t comment further and proceeded to survey the place. The more he looked, the darker his expression became.

"The Larkin family has quite the reputation in Portis City, and they put you up in this tiny room?"

Mentioning the Larkin family soured Stella's mood further. She pouted, "This isn’t from the Larkin family."

Ronald's gaze sharpened, turning back to her.

Stella confessed, "I bought this with your money."

Ronald was speechless. Somehow, the revelation seemed to thaw his icy demeanor slightly.

He moved to the couch, casually draping his coat over its armrest and removing his scarf.

"Why not buy something bigger, then?"

Stella defended, "It’s not small, over 1500 square feet. It’s plenty for me alone."

Ronald still found it lacking, recalling that even her modest villa in Ferrowland was no less than 5000 square feet.