Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 945

Finley’s head was spinning. No matter how he tried, he couldn’t figure out what kind of magic Hull had used to reel Susanna in. Hull was like a walking block of ice—so cold and remote that women usually couldn’t get away from him fast enough. In Finley’s opinion, a guy like Hull was the last person who deserved a relationship. And yet, here was Susanna, actually moving in with him! Was the world upside down?

“And you made Star beg you?” Ronald said, lighting up a cigarette and taking a drag, his tone thick with reproach. “You should be the one begging her.”

Finley spluttered for a moment, caught off guard. Wait—when did he ever admit to liking Tegan? He glanced up, meeting Ronald’s steady, unfathomable gaze, and involuntarily swallowed. “I don’t like her,” he muttered, refusing to look away.

Ronald’s eyes grew even darker, but he said nothing, just looked at Finley in a way that made him squirm in his seat. “Seriously, I don’t like her,” Finley insisted, a little too forcefully now.

“If you say so,” Ronald said coolly. “Doesn’t matter anyway. She’s already got someone who likes her.”

Finley bristled. Someone else? “You mean Uriah?” he scoffed. “The Horner family is a circus—more like a kennel, actually. It’s just a pack of dogs fighting all the time. “Any woman Uriah sets his sights on is doomed.”

Whenever Uriah came up, Finley couldn’t seem to keep a lid on his tongue. Good thing he was running down Uriah—if he’d said anything about Star or Ronald, he’d already be packing his bags for another miserable trip to the Muliba Desert.

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Meanwhile, Stella’s phone was ringing. Uriah. Tegan hadn’t answered any of his calls, so now he was going through Stella.

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