Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 1046

Ronald arched an eyebrow. “Oh?”

“She’s nowhere near my height,” Stella said matter-of-factly. “She’s almost four inches shorter. There’s no way she could take my place.”

With so many witnesses, anyone with half-decent eyesight could see the obvious difference in their heights.

“She and Mona must’ve cooked up this whole scheme—hoping I’d die on the operating table,” Stella went on. “That way, Berry could step in and play my part in front of you.”

A substitute…

Berry was so infatuated with Ronald that even the role of a stand-in would have satisfied her.

Their faces couldn’t have been more different. It was impossible to imagine how many surgeries Berry had undergone just to make herself the spitting image of Stella.

When Stella mentioned that Berry had probably wanted her to die in childbirth, an icy chill crept over Ronald, radiating from every inch of him.

“Screw giving them a taste of their own medicine. Let’s just wipe them out!” he growled.

Ronald didn’t believe in half-measures.

Stella shot him a brief look—he still had that fierce edge he’d had all those years ago.

But right now, she simply watched him in silence. The murderous glint in his eyes softened; a moment later, he pulled her into his arms and settled her on his lap, pressing her head gently against his chest.

“Sorry,” he whispered.

“I’m not afraid anymore,” she replied.

Years ago, when she’d first witnessed Ronald kill, she’d been frozen in terror. But that was a lifetime ago.

Her words drew a hint of a loving smile to his lips. “What about Berry, then?”

“Yvonne has a plan,” Stella said. “Berry can’t die just yet. Seems she’s got some unfinished business with Yale.”

“She’s trying to use all this as leverage to take down Yale and Mona.”

Ronald nodded slightly, clearly interested to learn that Yvonne had her own private vendetta against Yale.

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