After all, he absolutely hated it when people tried to pull strings, even if it was Ste trying to do it.


    Finley sighed. "But she''s gone and ticked off your sister, and you know how she is."


    Talking about it made Finley''s head throb.


    Ste was puzzled, "What did she do to my sister now?"


    Finley exined, "She took Yvonne''s favors and then bolted."


    Ste could only imagine.


    Skye sure had some nerve. Taking Yvonne''s favors and not following through, then disappearing? That was a bold move.


    Sure, angering Ronald might have worse consequences, but Yvonne wasn''t someone you wanted to mess with either.


    "Is Skye nning on leaving Ferrond for good?"


    Ste thought, shaking her head. She remembered how every time Skye tried to y games with Yvonne, it always ended with Skye getting the short end of the stick. Finley groaned. "Don''t even start."


    Thinking about his sister''s antics gave him a headache too.


    Ste couldn''t help but question, "Why does she have to stir things up?"


    When they said that she brought Yvonne''s people over to Portis City, she thought Skye was set on partying in Ronald''s danger zones.


    This unexpected twist was just... mind-boggling. Ferrond was bound to be in chaos again.


    "Yeah," Finley agreed. "Why does she have to provoke others? Wait, what''s your rtionship with Ronald now?"


    Ste''s expression stiffened.


    Seriously? Is that what he''s focusing on right now?


    She shot Finley a re. "Worry about your sister instead."


    Finley shrugged. "Just asking! So, how''s Ronald in bed? His stamina? He hasn''t been with anyone in years, so I''m guessing his skills are..." Finley''s words were so oundish that Ste choked on her drink.


    Ronald had forgotten something and walked back in just in time to


    hear Finley''s brazenments!


    Seeing Ste choking, his expression hardened.


    He marched over and gave Finley a swift kick.


    Caught off guard, Finley nearly toppled off his chair. "What the heck..."


    He was about tosh out until he saw it was Ronald, instantly, he swallowed his words and rubbed his sore side. "Did I say something wrong?"


    Ronald narrowed his eyes. "You curious about how I am in bed? Is that it?"


    Ste, still recovering from her coughing fit, choked again upon hearing Ronald''s words. Her face turned beet red. Finley stammered, "I, uh..."


    Ronald moved to Ste''s side, gently patting her back.


    But she wasn''t one to sit back. Then she shot Finley a sharp look. "Didn''t he ask you for some ointment?"


    Finley was speechless.


    Ronald was too.


    Finley''s mouth twitched as he nced between Ronald and Ste. "Wow, Star, you''re something else."


    Ste buried her face into Ronald''s side, realizing she''d said more than she intended. It was like a


    contagious embarrassment,vel


    spreading rapidly.


    Finley, being clueless, had pushed Ste to retaliate in her own direct way.


    Ronald gave Finley a withering stare, and he gulped. "My bad."


    Realizing it wasn''t the time to provoke this ticking time bomb, he quickly made himself scarce.


    Ste reached out and pinched Ronald hard. "This is all your fault."


    Now everyone was teasing her, and she couldn''t escape the jibes.


    Ronald winced, sucking in air from the pain, as he caught her yful but vengeful hand.