Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 955

Hull didn’t say a word; he simply lifted his glass of red wine and took a slow sip.

Susanna, face flushed and nose dewy from the spicy food, pressed on. “Honestly, if you ask me, the man’s probably infertile.”

“Hm?” Hull turned to her, not quite sure where she was going with this.

Susanna leaned in closer until her face was just inches from his. Hull gave her a wary look. “What are you doing?”

“Just look,” she insisted.

“Look at what?”

“Look at me!” she said, exasperated. “I don’t look anything like Derek.”

Hull was speechless. Across the room, Derek’s silence spoke volumes as well.

Caden, standing just behind Derek, shot his boss a sidelong glance. Derek’s expression had already soured, darker than a summer storm.

Hull took a moment to study Susanna’s delicate features, then pictured Derek in his mind. Despite the years etched on Derek’s face, he still had the remnants of a striking man—the kind who must have turned heads in his youth. Susanna’s eyes, though, carried that same piercing look.

But after Susanna’s blunt claim, Hull let out a quiet chuckle. “You definitely take more after your mother.”

It was the truth—Susanna’s face bore a striking resemblance to Lacey Tucker’s. The connection to Derek was there, but not nearly as pronounced.

To Derek, though, the words stung in a way that cut deeper than mere genetics. His jaw tightened, and his chest rose and fell with anger.

As if determined to stir the pot, Susanna went on, “If I don’t look like him, then those hideous twins are even less related! And the last time I saw Dan Murray, he’s no spitting image either!”

She paused, then grinned mischievously. “Honestly, what if none of the kids are his? Can you imagine? How miserable would that be?”

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