Xander shouted, "Get out here!"


    Ste, still on the phone, nced at Yvonne.


    "If you didn''t take it, why don''t you just exin it to him?"


    Yvonne replied, "Do you think he looks like someone I can reason with right now? Didn''t you hear Shawn on the phone? He said Xander''s bringing a gun and looking for trouble."


    Ste paused, processing the situation. It was true. If Xander really did, that meant his anger was through the roof. As Yvonne had pointed out, there was no talking him down in his current state.


    "Shouldn''t you arm yourself too?" Ste suggested.


    The way Xander was carrying on, it seemed like he was ready for a showdown, and even Shawn had warned them about it.


    Yvonne''s eyes bulged. "Are you kidding me? A shootout with Xander? This is my home, Ste! I can''t just let it turn into a war zone."


    She nced at Ste''s stomach, suddenly protective. "No way. We can''t act rashly."


    "Call Ronald now."


    If they were going to fight, it wouldn''t be at this ce.


    "I''m on it," Ste replied.


    Ronald''s voice came through the line. "Head to the medical room. I''m on my way." While they were having the meal, Ste had nned to have her body checked. Ste, her voice hurried, said, "Ronald, Xander''s here, and he''s at Yvonne''s door. He''s mad as hell."


    She exined the situation roughly. Xander had already started smashing on the door, a disy of his wrath.


    "I''ll be there in a minute," Ronald instructed. "Don''t open the door."


    "Got it."


    Just as she ended the call, Xander''s furious voice boomed outside, "Yvonne, you damn woman, get the hell out here!"


    Ste was at a loss, while Yvonne''s mouth twitched. She had been fearless when she went to pick a fight with Xander for Ste''s sake.


    But now, seeing Xander inn


    rage, she was actually a little intimidated.


    Who wouldn''t be scared of someoneing at them like they wanted their life? For a moment, Yvonne waspletely stunned.


    "You want to kill me? I didn''t take your stuff, I''m telling you, you better back off..."


    With a loud crash, the door mmed against the wall with a deafening noise.


    Ste and Yvonne stood frozen as Xander stood at the door. With just one kick, he had sent the door flying open-proof of just how enraged he was.


    Yvonne gulped involuntarily. "Wh-What are you doing? I''m telling you..."


    As she spoke, she instinctively pulled Ste behind her.


    Xander lifted his cold gaze, shooting Yvonne a sharp look. Yvonne had always been dauntless-she was the type to pick fights without


    hesitation. But at that moment, the danger in his eyes made her@hoke on her words.


    Just like that, she swallowed everything she was about to say.


    Xander strode over to the couch, sitting with a casual arrogance that only heightened the danger in the room. Crossing one leg over the other, he exuded a menace that was impossible to ignore.


    With a deliberate motion, Xander set a heavy object on the coffee table with a


    thud, the threat hanging in the air like a storm cloud.


    "So, how do you n on giving me back what''s mine?"


    Each word was said through gritted teeth,ced with pure menace.


    Yvonne and Ste both flinched at the sight of the object.


    Yvonne swallowed hard. "Believe it or not, I didn''t take it."


    Because she really didn''t.


    Xander scoffed, "Oh really? Then tell me, how did it end up with Dan? You just came from seeing him."


    Yvonne faltered, her connection to


    Dan making her exnation seem weak at best. Before she could respond, Xander sneered, his voice imbued with danger, "He''s marrying


    someone else, and yet here you are,


    stiff covering for him? Yvonne, I never pegged you for the clingy type."


    Yvonne felt a surge of indignation. "That''s not "


    Ste was rendered speechless. Man, this guy was really a piece of work. This was going downhill fast.