Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella)

As the car wound its way up the hill, Stella couldn't help but feel butterflies in her stomach. She was almost home, and there was a good chance she'd have to face a big scene once she got there.

Even though things had been fine when she was in Portis City, the thought of confronting her mother, Lottie, made her nervous.

Sensing her tension, Ronald chuckled softly, "Nervous, are you?"

Stella quickly turned her head away, trying to sound nonchalant. "No, not at all."

The car reached the top of the hill, and the first thing that came into view was the expansive horse ranch. Not far away, the grandiose Quinn family manor stood, its towers seemingly touching the sky. It was a sight that filled anyone with awe and admiration.

The Quinn family held a prominent position in Ferrowland, just like their castle commanded the landscape.

As the convoy approached, the electronic gates recognized them and slowly swung open, revealing a line of security personnel in black uniforms. It was a testament to the exclusivity of the Quinn family—an impenetrable fortress to most.

After another five minutes, they finally arrived at the mansion's entrance. The butler, accompanied by a row of maids, stood waiting respectfully. As the car stopped, the butler stepped forward to open the door.

"Welcome home," he greeted with a bow.

Ronald exited first, extending his hand toward Stella. She placed her hand in his large, warm one, and he effortlessly helped her out of the car.

Usually composed, the butler couldn't hide the emotion in his eyes upon seeing Stella.

"Miss Stella, you've finally come home. It hasn't felt the same without you around these past few years," he said, his voice thick with emotion.

Stella smiled sweetly, "It's good to see you, Harlan."

Harlan, in his fifties, returned her smile warmly. "Come on in. Your mother's waiting."

Ronald adjusted her coat, despite her protests, "I'm not cold."

The climate in Ferrowland was milder than the chillier Portis City.

Ronald held her hand as they walked inside.

The maids greeted them warmly along the way, genuinely pleased to see Stella back. She had always been kind to the staff, earning their affection. Of course, there were a few who weren't as fond of her, viewing her as an outsider. But due to Ronald and the Quinn family's protective stance, they kept their opinions to themselves. Even those bribed by outside influences to cause trouble for Stella didn't last long before Ronald or Mrs. Quinn kicked them out.

As they finally approached the living quarters where Lottie spent most of her time, Stella smelled the mouthwatering aroma of food, which instantly triggered her appetite.

Lottie's voice floated over, "I hope Star still likes these dishes. Ronald mentioned her tastes might've changed in Portis City."noveldrama

"Anything you prepare, ma'am, I'm sure she'll love. No matter where you go,

there's nothing like a home-cooked meal," Mabel, Lottie's trusted companion, reassured her.

Lottie nodded, a touch of pride in her voice. "You're right. Home is always best. I can't believe the nerve of those people in Portis City, putting my Star through such an ordeal. I would never let anything her."

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Mabel chimed in, "But ma'am, you and Mr. Quinn took care of them, didn't you?

They won't dare try anything again."