Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 1033

Shawn flat-out refused to get in the car with them. He waited, lingering on the plane until Yvonne and Xander’s car had disappeared down the road. Only then did he finally step out, dragging his feet all the way. “Good grief, that woman’s a force of nature—she’s going to be the death of me!” he grumbled under his breath. The entire journey had felt like walking on eggshells, his nerves frayed by the fear that Yvonne might fly at him at any moment. If she did decide to come after him… Well, a beating was bad enough, but Yvonne wasn’t just any woman—she was terrifying. She could beat him within an inch of his life. And now she was pregnant, too. If anything happened to that baby because of him, Xander would probably have his head on a platter.

“What is this, am I dealing with a pair of mob bosses as my brother and sister-in-law?” Shawn muttered, grumbling all the way down the steps from the jet.

Right now, he couldn’t stand Xander. That whole situation before had been a nightmare—if he hadn’t dragged Xander away, Xander would have been the one taking a beating, not him! He’d treated Xander like a brother, but what had Xander done in return? Sold him out without batting an eye. Just thinking about it made Shawn’s blood boil.

He pulled out his phone and dialed. It barely rang before someone picked up. “Mr. Schultz.”

“Bring the car around. They’re gone,” Shawn said, his tone icy.

No way was he sharing a ride with Xander. He was so afraid of Yvonne he thought he’d drop dead from nerves, so he’d arranged for his own people to pick him up.

But then—

“Mr. Schultz, the route to the Quinn family’s airfield has been closed off. Security won’t let me through,” his driver said anxiously.

“What the hell are you talking about?” Shawn snapped.

“I’m stuck at the outer gate. They’re not letting any vehicles in. Maybe you can find a car inside to get you out, and I’ll wait for you here?”

Shawn stared blankly for a second. He looked around at the tarmac—empty except for the parked plane, a vast stretch of nothingness. This was the Quinn family’s private airport; needless to say, nobody else was allowed on the grounds. The car that had whisked away Xander and Yvonne was long gone.

A bad feeling crept over him.

“How can the road be closed? Their car just left! Why would they shut it down now?”

“I’m not sure, sir,” the driver replied helplessly.

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