Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 1065

Yvonne fought back a smile. She shot Stella a look. “You little troublemaker. How did you even come up with this?”

Stella grinned. “If you don’t have the time to fight for what’s yours, then I’ll fight on your behalf!”

Yvonne finally got it. One way or another, Mona wasn’t squeezing out of this mess. Mona might want to bankroll Berry’s makeovers, but Stella was determined to cut off her cash flow and drive her crazy with anxiety.

“But what if Tristan isn’t interested in the rival you find?” Yvonne asked.

“Then I’ll just keep looking. If one won’t do, I’ll find two. If two don’t work, I’ll find three. I’ll keep at it until I find someone who catches his eye.”

She gave a mischievous smirk. “Actually, why not recruit several at once? Let them all compete with Mona for Tristan’s attention. Keep her so busy she doesn’t have a second to bother about Berry.”

Yvonne stared at her, at a genuine loss for words. Her sweet little sister had grown up into a real schemer—so much for her angelic days.

She couldn’t help it; Yvonne threw her head back and laughed, her whole body shaking. “Alright, you win. I’ll head back later and stir the pot again for good measure!”

Stella’s eyes shone. “Oh?”

“I brought the household ledgers too. Want a look?”

If her little sister wasn’t going to play the angel anymore, then Yvonne wasn’t about to play the virtuous big sister either.

Stella brightened. “Yes, please!”

The moment Yvonne produced the account books, Stella started flipping through them eagerly. But as soon as she opened a ledger and saw every single household expense painstakingly itemized, her eyes went wide. “Wait—she actually recorded every dress she bought?”

Was she serious? Even before Ronald came down on the Schultz family, they’d been one of the top families around. Did they really need to track every outfit and handbag in a ledger?

“It’s all about looking good for the part,” Yvonne said. “She’s carefully projecting this image of being sweet and selfless—like she never asks for anything.”

“Ohhh, so it’s so Tristan can see she never spends a cent more than she has to,” Stella realized.

“Exactly.” Yvonne nodded approvingly. “Her good-girl act is practically bulletproof.”

Stella kept browsing, her fingers flying through the pages—until something jumped out at her. The ledger listed flights to Novaderma again and again, almost every other month.

She went that often? Did Mona really think Tristan wouldn’t notice? You can’t just claim every trip is for a vacation and think no one will raise an eyebrow, especially when you visit the same country that frequently. And to have the audacity to record it all in the official accounts? Talk about trusting that Tristan would never dare question her. Well, with that many years together, maybe she didn’t think he’d ever look twice.

As she studied the figures, Stella shook her head. “Say what you will—Mona’s got some skills.”

Yvonne nodded, resolute. “It’s settled.”

The two sisters hunched together, plotting in low voices.

Just then, Xander and Ronald came down from upstairs and caught sight of them, their heads close, deep in whispered conversation.

Xander snorted. “Could those two possibly get any closer? I’ve seen siblings from plenty of families, and even blood sisters aren’t usually this thick.”

He was used to the sight by now—those two always seemed joined at the hip.

Ronald smiled, a hint of nostalgia softening his features. “They’ve been like this since they were kids.”

Xander scoffed again, though he couldn’t really dispute it. When they were young, he’d often wondered what kind of man could ever come between such a pair. Turns out, the only man allowed was one from the Quinn family itself.

After wrapping up their Mona plotting, Yvonne turned back to Stella. “And don’t stress yourself out over Tegan. If you run into trouble, just come to me, alright? I’ll help you sort it out. Uriah’s nothing—”

Stella cut her off with a faint laugh. “Please. Do you think I need your help? Tegan’s husband isn’t just decoration, you know.”