But when Yorick himself showed up at her door, Ste knew without a doubt that Urs was still up to her old tricks, cancer or no cancer.


    It seemed like fate wasn''t done testing her patience just yet. If Urs wanted to y games... Well, Ste was more than ready to join in on the fun.


    "Hold on, I need to make a call."


    "Who are you calling?"


    "Can''t I check in with my darling to let him know where I''m off to?"


    Yorick nearly choked on his own indignation, aghast, "You..."


    Brushing him off, Ste moved aside to dial Ronald''s number.


    He picked up promptly.


    "Finished with work?" his soothing voice came through.


    Ste replied, "I''ve got to swing by the hospital for a bit, should be back in half an hour. Are you home yet?"


    "Not yet."


    "Alright, then I''ll head over first."


    "Off to see the Larkins? You''re that bored?"


    Ste muttered, "Got to stir the pot a bit before we head back to Ferrond."


    With that, she hung up.


    The unfinished business with the Larkin family, especially Urs, had to be dealt with, preferably before Ste returned to Ferrond. Ideally, Urs would sumb to her illnesses, but if not, jail would do just fine. As she turned to leave, her phone buzzed with a call from Susanna.


    Ste answered, "Hey, Susie."


    "I''ve found a piece of jade I like, sending you a picture. Take a look for me?"


    "Not right now, send it over and I''ll check it outter."


    "What''s keeping you?"


    "Urs''s causing trouble again."


    Susanna went silent. She exhaled sharply, signing how dramatic that fake angel was, "She still gets energies to stir the pot with three types of cancer?"


    Ste replied, "Seems so. I''m off to see if she''s really sick."


    "That''s something to look into. Make sure it''s not some ploy to mess with you," Susanna warned.


    "Got it."


    After hanging up, Ste turned to find Yorick already impatiently approaching.


    "Done with your call?" his tone was fiery.


    This man, who had pretended for two years to be engaged to her, couldn''t tolerate a word against Urs.


    Good thing she hadn''t fallen for him. Falling for such a man would have only brought her misery.


    Ste brushed off her thoughts, "Yeah, done. Let''s go."


    She had thought an hour tops would suffice. But unexpectedly, the hospital where Urs was staying was quite far, nearly forty minutes from her studio.


    In the hospital room, Ste sat with


    her legs crossed, absently filing her nails with a nail file. Her manicure had been ruined during a scuffle with Sirena, and she hadn''t had the time to get them redone.


    Urs, seeing Ste''s casual demeanor, felt a spike of irritation.


    She turned to Yorick, "Rick, could you give us a moment? Star and I need to talk."


    Hearing this, Yorick cast a worried nce at Ste. To him, Ste was unpredictable, like thest time


    when she attacked Urs right outside the Quarry Group


    headquarters, disying how fickle she seemed, an undoubted maniac.


    Urs, noticing Yorick''s concern, felt a smug satisfaction, "It''s fine, really. Please, go."


    Yorick nodded. Before leaving, he shot Ste a warning look, "Urs just underwent treatment. Try not to start anything."


    Ste just smirked, "I make no promises."


    If Urs wanted to provoke her, Ste wasn''t going to hold back, cancer or not. She was done being pushed around. Forgiveness was never found in her dictionary.


    After years of being threatened by


    the Schultz family back in


    Ferrond, she had had enough. Now, the Larkin family''s bunch couldn''t threaten Ronald at all; Ste was all out of patience.