Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 1051

Isn’t that exactly why it’s worth so much?

With just a few well-timed cries of “Dad,” she’d managed to wrest the entire Schultz family fortune over in one fell swoop.

Yvonne rolled her eyes. “If you’re that envious, why don’t you call him ‘Dad’ a few more times yourself?”

She smirked. “Though, after so many years, I doubt you’ll ever make it sound as lucrative as I do.”

Yale was left speechless.

Damn it! Did this woman grow up chewing on razor blades? Everything out of her mouth cut straight to the heart.

He shot Yvonne a venomous look, then skewered Xander with another, but in the end, there was nothing he could do about either of them.

Yvonne turned to Tristan. “I want everything transferred tonight.”

Tristan hesitated. “Wait, hold on—this is—”

“Dad, I’ll be frank,” Yvonne interrupted. “When a stepmother starts whispering in your ear, no man stands a chance. I think it’s safest to do this before anyone has a chance to whisper in your ear and change your mind.”

Calling Mona “stepmother” to her face, over and over, in such a biting tone—it had Mona’s vision blurring with pure rage. “It’s the middle of the night! And you want me to just hand everything over, right now?”

“That’s exactly what I want,” Yvonne replied softly.

“Tristan!” Mona shrieked, her composure finally snapping.

Now, Mona finally saw it clearly. This wretched girl had come back for one reason: to make her life miserable. To put it bluntly, Yvonne was here just to target her.

Tristan felt his temples throbbing. After Yvonne’s last two visits, he’d learned something: when Yvonne wanted something, you had to give it to her, or you weren’t leaving this room.

“Give it to her!” Tristan barked, his patience gone.

He just wanted to get this over with so he could be done with it. He had no desire to go another round with Yvonne. She was a Quinn, after all. Anyone else, he might ignore. But when it came to the Quinn family? Not a chance.

Mona had planned to wait things out, to get Tristan alone and work her persuasion in the bedroom. She had never intended to actually hand over control—especially not to Yvonne.

But she hadn’t expected to be cornered like this.

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