Cloudia was fuming, ready to tear into Lola. "You, you shut up, you bitch! Just watch me, I'll..."

"Come on, come on, let's just dance it out!"

"Enough!" Unable to bear it, Jaxon finally snapped.

The intense spat between Cloudia and Lola came to an abrupt halt.

Cloudia glared daggers at Lola, wishing nothing more than to rip her apart.

Lola, however, couldn't care less. She perched herself on the window sill, waiting for an answer she wanted.

Jaxon looked at her, exasperated. "Get down from there."

"Transfer all the money to my account. Only our son has the right to it. Who does Ursula think she is?"

Cloudia uttered, "You..."

But Lola cut her off, "If you're willing to give in, that's your call. But if you think you can make a move on Jaxon, you better ask my advice."

"Are you... you really here to turn our family upside down? Did Stella send you? How much did she pay you?" Cloudia was beside herself with rage.

Just thinking about how Stella had recently thrown the Larkin family into chaos made Cloudia suspect Lola was her plant. Stella wasn't going to let the Larkin family find peace.

Lola laughed scornfully. "With a mom like you, she must feel cursed. No wonder she made a public spectacle of ending her ties with you. Who needs a mom like that?" Jaxon groaned, "Lola, that's enough."

Mentioning Stella's break from the family was a sore spot for Jaxon, a headache he wished would go away.

Initially, he thought Stella was just acting out, trying to grab attention because everyone was siding with Ursula. But the more the situation unraveled, the more he realized how laughable the Larkin family's predicament was. Lola pressed on, "Enough? I'll say my piece. Jaxon's money is for our son, and no one else will get a cent unless we're dead and gone."

"Fine, fine, it's all yours. Happy now?" Jaxon finally gave in, unable to withstand the noise any longer.

Cloudia called out, "Jaxon!"

The panic in her voice was evident.

Lola, seeing Cloudia wasn't giving up, quickly jumped off the window sill, holding her son, and shoved Cloudia out of the room before locking the door.

Cloudia, caught off guard, found herself out, fuming and pounding on the door.

"Lola, open this door! Open the door!"

Inside, Lola looked at Jaxon. "You mean what you said, right?"

Jaxon shot back, "Did you crawl into my bed back then just for the money?"

Lola hesitated, the tension thick in the air. She swallowed hard, meeting Jaxon's gaze. "You're rich and handsome, Jaxon, but let me tell you, either it being you or other man, I won't accept having a foster sister like her around." noveldrama

She was straightforward, her stance unwavering.

"If it were just us, maybe. But we have a son now. Your parents are one thing, but some unrelated person shouldn't be cutting into my son's future. Don't you agree?"

Her words were sharp, clear as day.

She might have been after Jaxon once, but now, with a child to raise, money was the priority. What else could she rely on with the Larkin family?

...

Meanwhile, over in Mist Bay, Stella was half-asleep when her phone started buzzing incessantly with notifications.

The sound of running water came from the bathroom - Ronald was taking a shower, that rascal.

Stella grabbed the phone and took a glance. It was from Susanna, a mix of voice notes and a video.

She opened the video to see a woman sitting on a window sill. Recognizing it as the Larkin family estate, she realized the figure was Lola.

Stella was taken aback. What on earth was going on now?

She played Susanna's voice notes. "Star, the Larkin family is in shambles, no peace in sight. Did you see? I don't know what Lola's up to, but it looks like she's holding a child."

Listening to Susanna, Stella zoomed in on the video, spotting a child's small foot peeking from Lola's embrace.

It was Jaxon's room. Was Lola causing a scene with him?

Wait a minute... Wasn't Susanna just crying to her on the phone? And now she'd got the energy to watch this drama unfold?

Stella thought about calling Susanna directly, but just then, the bathroom door swung open. Ronald came out wrapped in a towel, and seeing him made Stella's cheeks flush.

Putting the phone aside, she quickly hid under the covers.

Ronald chuckled at her antics. "What are you hiding for?"

"You rascal, I'm not speaking to you anymore."