Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 570

Before Stella could say a word, Yvonne had already stormed off, leaving a tense silence in her wake.

Stella rubbed her forehead, which throbbed a little from the unexpected encounter.

Seeing this, the butler hastily approached, concern etched on his face. "Miss, let me take a look. Are you alright?"

Stella winced slightly. "Just a bit of a headache."

It genuinely did hurt a little.

When she moved her hand away, a red mark had formed on her forehead.

The butler remained silent, but his thoughts were clear. Did the second young lady forget that Miss Stella is expecting? If the young master finds out, there will be consequences.

Quickly, he instructed one of the maids to bring a warm towel to soothe Stella's forehead.

Stella's skin was always sensitive, prone to redness with even the slightest pressure.

As she held the warm towel to her forehead, she picked up her phone and dialed Ronald. He answered promptly, his voice warm and familiar. "Star."

"Yvonne went to see Dan."

Ronald reassured her calmly. "I know."

"But what if she..."

"Don't worry. Dan wouldn't dare try anything while he's in Ferrowland," Ronald said, his voice gentle and soothing.

Hearing Ronald's reassurance, Stella felt her anxiety ease a bit.

After hanging up, she handed the towel back to the maid with a polite, "Thank you."

The maid beamed, visibly pleased.

Not long after, another maid brought her a bowl of freshly washed strawberries. "Miss, these just arrived today. They're very fresh."

The vibrant red berries looked incredibly tempting, and Stella couldn't resist swallowing in anticipation.

"Thank you," she said, her eyes lighting up.

They looked absolutely delicious.

Although she hadn't deprived herself during her time in Portis City, nothing quite matched the comfort of being home.

She picked up a berry and took a bite. "So sweet."

"Madam specifically had these sent over, knowing you love them."

A warmth spread through Stella at the mention of her mother.

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Meanwhile, in the car.

Ronald was aware Yvonne had gone to see Dan. His eyes, behind gold-rimmed glasses, glinted coldly.