Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 643

To be honest, Yvonne was genuinely interested in this topic.

She’d always heard people say Stella never got the short end of the stick with the Quarry family or the Larkin family, but she never really bought it.

I mean, Stella was always the most sheltered kid in their family. Whenever she went out, it seemed like she just got picked on.

Idris: "..."

He'd just said he didn’t want to gossip about the boss, but here they were again, right back at the juicy stuff about their favorite troublemaker.

Yvonne grinned, "C’mon, spill it already."

Idris cleared his throat, glancing around like he was about to share government secrets.

He really tried to resist, but Yvonne was persistent, and eventually, Idris caved and told her all about Stella’s epic showdown with Ursula.

He told her everything, from before they moved to Portis City to what happened after they got there.

So, before they even got to Portis City—two years ago—Ursula had to leave the country after Stella literally went after her. There was even a story about Stella dunking Ursula’s head in the pool and trashing Yorick’s car.

Yvonne’s jaw dropped so far she looked like she’d just seen the Thanksgiving turkey come alive. “No way. Are you serious?”

Her Stella, that fierce?

If anyone dared mess with her, Stella would just go full-on WWE? One challenger, she’d smack them down. Two? She’d take them both out at once?

From Idris’s description, Yvonne could practically picture the chaos, even though she wasn’t there.

Idris nodded, “Totally serious. Miss Stella sent Ursula straight to the hospital that day—they found, like, a laundry list of ailments.”

Yvonne’s eyes went wide. “A laundry list?”

“So Ursula blamed it all on Stella, as usual?”

“If she did, I swear, I’m about to book a flight to Portis City and put that witch in her place,” Yvonne huffed.

Idris shrugged, “Nah, you can’t really blame someone for being sick just because they got beat up. That’s a whole different thing.”

Yvonne nodded. “Fair point.”

Idris continued, “But after that, Ursula kept trying to mess with Stella and turn the Larkin family against her.”

Yvonne rolled her eyes. “Please, the Larkin family? Not exactly worth crying over.”

Dan barked, “Tomorrow at ten a.m. I’ll be waiting at the courthouse. If you two don’t show up—”

He paused, his voice low and threatening.

Yvonne blinked. Was this guy serious? Most people at least gave you three days, or a week, or a month to think things over. Dan was giving her... what, a few hours?

And what was he going to do at the courthouse? Was he planning to officiate their divorce himself?

She said, “Wait, what exactly are you planning to do?”

This was all getting a little too weird. Lately, her life felt like a game of Whac-A-Mole, and everyone around her was just popping up with one crazy scheme after another.

Dan replied, “I want to see with my own eyes that you and Xander are actually divorced.”

Yvonne just stared at her phone. Was this guy for real?

Idris, who’d overheard the conversation, shook his head. Watching a divorce in person? That’s a whole new level of nosy.

But honestly, did Dan really think things would go that way? With how Xander was acting lately, there was no way a divorce was happening—least of all with Dan meddling in the middle of it.