Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 646

The two women who’d been gossiping fell silent and stared at Stella.

The one who’d just been doused with water recognized her, lips trembling. “You, you’re—”

She looked nervous, suddenly unsure what to say. After all, everyone in Ferrowland knew the Quinn family’s status. No one wanted to mess with them.

The other woman, though, clearly didn’t recognize Stella—she’d probably only heard her name in whispers and rumors. Without missing a beat, she yanked her friend behind her and glared at Stella. “Are you out of your mind or something?”

Stella’s eyes, cold as winter, barely flickered as she looked up at her.

Then, she raised her empty coffee mug and, with a sharp thud, smashed it right into the woman’s cheek.

A dull crack echoed through the air, and the woman dropped to the floor, clutching at her face, pain written all over her. “What the hell? What’s wrong with you? I swear, I’m gonna kill you!”

Her friend stood frozen, still processing what had just happened, while the woman who’d been hit scrambled to her feet and lunged at Stella.

But before she could even reach her, Stella coolly hiked up her dress, planted her heel, and drove a solid kick straight into the woman's stomach.

The woman doubled over, gasping, agony etched across her face. “You crazy bitch! Do you have any idea who my dad is?”

Stella looked her up and down. “Oh, really? Why don’t you tell me? Save me the trouble of looking up which family you belong to.”

Her voice was sharper than ever, dangerous and low.

She knew her relationship with Ronald would always be judged by others. But when it came to her parents’ reputation, she wouldn’t stand for anyone dragging their names through the mud.

“What kind of freak are you?” the woman spat, struggling to rise again, cheeks already swelling where the mug had hit.

She tried to rush Stella once more, but before she got close, someone else intervened.