Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 755

Back then, when Stella clung to Yvonne’s sleeve with those sad puppy-dog eyes, whispering that she missed her brother, Yvonne didn’t budge. She hadn’t let Stella talk to Ronald. No way, no how.

Now, standing in front of Susanna, who was working all the same tricks? Yvonne just rolled her eyes. No chance.

Yvonne tugged her dress free from Susanna’s desperate grip, pulling it loose one inch at a time. “No can do, kiddo.”

“Yvonne, come on!” Susanna whined.

“Whining won’t change my mind.”

With a huff, Yvonne turned on her heel and climbed into the waiting helicopter.

Glancing back down, she caught Susanna’s big, sorrowful eyes staring up at her. Yvonne muttered under her breath, “Jeez, this girl’s got the same act as Star.” But even Star had never melted her heart. And now, with the metaphorical knife pointed at Dan, there was no way she’d go soft.

“You getting in or what?” Yvonne called out.

Susanna hesitated. “I…”

“What, missing Hull already? You’ve barely known the guy a week, right?”

Seriously, it’d only been a few days. And she already looked lovesick?

Yvonne’s words struck Susanna hard. She had only met Hull a short while ago, but three days back, stranded out at sea, the first person she’d tried to call was him. Only when Hull’s phone didn’t pick up had she called Stella instead. Somewhere deep down, she realized her instincts had changed.

“Come on, let’s move!” Yvonne snapped.

Hull was probably already on his way here, and Yvonne was more than a little annoyed at herself for making that call in the first place. If only she’d kept things simple—forget all the fancy tech and just pulled a classic Skye Yoder move: a little sleight of hand, a little pickpocketing, and they’d be done with it.

“I’m coming, I’m coming!” Susanna hurried, dropping her objections and scrambling into the chopper.

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