Summary of Chapter 939 – A turning point in Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) by Leo Kent
Chapter 939 immerses the reader in an emotional journey within the world of Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella), written by Leo Kent. With the hallmarks of Romance literature, this chapter balances emotion, tension, and revelation. Perfect for readers seeking narrative depth and authentic human connections.
Hull lit a cigarette, not even sparing Derek a glance. He offered no reply, acting as though it was beneath him to exchange words with an idiot. The silence stretched on, nearly driving Derek out of his mind.
“Mr. Miguel!” Derek’s voice rose, bristling with impatience.
That finally got a reaction. Hull turned, eyes full of contempt, lips curling into a derisive half-grin. He exhaled a drag of smoke and said with mocking sweetness, “Susanna?”
The way he dragged out her name dripped with exaggerated affection—enough to fool anyone listening into thinking Derek was the model of a doting parent. But anyone who knew the truth understood Derek was nothing but a cold-blooded snake, heartless enough to turn his back even on his own child.
Before Derek could protest, Hull’s voice sharpened. “Funny—because when you got her photo before, you had no idea who she was.”
Hull’s tone was openly taunting. Derek felt his cheeks prickle with embarrassment. No one could have guessed it—when Caden handed him that photo, he genuinely hadn’t recognized Susanna.
“A father who doesn’t even recognize his own daughter,” Hull went on, every word laced with sneer. “Remarkable, isn’t it?”
He spat out the last word with particular scorn.
Derek’s face darkened. He tried to muster a defense. “I haven’t seen her in years. I didn’t even know she existed.”
“Didn’t know she existed?” Hull echoed, his disbelief cutting. Then he laughed, low and derisive.
Derek’s complexion turned a shade greener. The truth was, he knew better. When Lacey hurried out of his life all those years ago, the signs of her pregnancy were right there. He’d known there was a child—what he never knew was whether she’d kept it, or if it had been a boy or a girl.
Before the conversation turned nastier, Barnaby came in, carrying a breakfast tray for Susanna.
Derek opened his mouth, but Hull strode over, took the tray from Barnaby, and disappeared into the next room—without so much as a backward glance. Not a word left for Derek.

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