Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 496

About twenty minutes later, Stella arrived at the crash site. As soon as she stepped out of her car, she saw Uriah cradling Tegan gently, carrying her onto the ambulance.

Stella instinctively rushed forward. "Tegan!"

There was so much blood.

Just moments ago, Tegan had been chatting away with her over the phone, and now, she lay silently in Uriah's arms. Her face was as pale as a ghost, devoid of any color.

Stella's heart twisted painfully.

Before she could get closer, the ambulance doors shut, and it sped away.

The accident scene was a mess. The front of Tegan's car was damaged, and a truck had flipped over nearby.

The driver who was with Tegan limped over, addressing Stella respectfully, "Ms. Quinn."

Stella looked at the driver, still in shock. "You were driving for Tegan?"

The driver nodded, pointing to a spot on the road. "Yes, the car was initially parked over there."

"Parked?"

"Yes, as soon as we exited the junction, it lost control and rammed into us."

Stella's eyes widened in disbelief. Her heart skipped a beat. She looked at the car's front end again, and it seemed deliberate.

The driver didn't say much, but the message was clear to Stella. Drivers working for the Quinn family were highly trained, with a keen sense of danger and a sharp memory of their surroundings. If the driver said the car was parked there, he must have noticed it from afar.

A car parked by the roadside suddenly colliding with theirs? Was the accident aimed at Ronald, or was it targeting Tegan?

It couldn't have targeted Ronald. If it were, the perpetrator wouldn't resort to such amateurish tactics.

So, it was targeting Tegan? If it was meant for Tegan, then she had been under surveillance for some time!

Stella's mind raced, and her breathing grew rapid.

Ronald stepped out, exuding a stern and intense aura, and locked eyes with Stella.

Her heart skipped a beat. "Weren't you out on business, Ronald?"

Seeing her in such thin clothing, Ronald quickly closed the distance and pulled her into a warm embrace.

He scolded gently, "Why didn't you wear more when you left the house?"

It wasn't until he mentioned it that Stella realized she was feeling cold.

As Ronald took off his jacket to wrap around her, the family butler hurried out of the other car. "Sir, Miss Stella's coat."

Noticing how lightly dressed Stella was, the butler had brought her coat, worrying both about her catching cold and her reckless driving.

Ronald accepted the coat and wrapped it around Stella. "Put your arms through. Wear it properly."