Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 607

Finally, Xander and Yvonne stormed out, clearly fuming.

Stella glanced at Ronald with concern. “Why on earth did you let Sis marry Xander?”

The butler had already sent people to haul in all the stuff they’d just brought back.

There was a mountain of it—some belonging to Stella, some to Yvonne.

Every time they visited the old family estate, they’d return with armfuls of goodies. Lydia, the housekeeper, was especially fond of the two sisters and always saved the best treats for them—homemade pies, imported chocolates, even rare cheeses.

Ronald wrapped an arm around Stella’s shoulders, pulling her close. “Well, obviously, to get rid of any potential rivals.”

Stella blinked. “Huh?”

Rivals? Xander?

She’d never even thought of Xander like that. Did that even count as a rival?

“No way. You mean you’d sacrifice your own sister just to get rid of someone who isn’t even a rival? Nope, not happening. I’m calling her right now to tell her to ditch the whole wedding.”

What a joke—like Yvonne’s entire future was something to trade just for Ronald’s so-called “strategy.”

She dug out her phone, ready to call Yvonne, but Ronald smoothly snatched it out of her hand. “Relax, I was just messing with you.”

Stella gave him a look. “…”

“Honestly, both Xander and Yvonne are dealing with some mess of their own. This wedding might actually help sort things out for them. It’s just… a weird bit of fate.”

Stella’s eyes widened. She already knew Xander was in some trouble—her mom had mentioned it.

But Yvonne too?

“What kind of trouble is Sis in?” Stella asked, genuinely confused.

Ronald ruffled her hair affectionately. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about it, kiddo.”

She rolled her eyes. “I’m not a kid anymore, you know.”

They headed further inside together. Just then, Stella’s phone vibrated—this time, she checked the caller ID.

It was the private investigator she’d hired to look into the former head of the Black Gate Society.

“Alright. Just send me everything you’ve got.” She hung up.

A moment later, Ronald came over, arms draping gently over her shoulders. “Who was that?”

Stella turned her head, and her lips brushed his jaw by accident—a soft, fleeting touch that made her pause.

“I, uh—”

Ronald cut her off with a grin. “Come on, no need to get all shy.”

He spun her gently to face him, his hands warm around her waist. In that instant, a strange feeling stirred in him—this petite woman, already nurturing a tiny life inside her.

Stella shook herself out of her thoughts. “My PI just called. It’s confirmed—Susie’s mom used to run Black Gate.”

Ronald’s expression darkened. “Confirmed for real?”

Stella nodded. “Yeah. So what do we do? I can’t just sit back and do nothing if Susie’s in trouble.”

The former head of Black Gate. Rumor had it, the current leader had fought tooth and nail for that position, and things between them had gotten ugly.