Crossroads

Chapter 12

In the middle of the night, downtown’s most luxurious Flaining Bar was alive with energy, drawing in rich playboys, celebrities, and models mingle with the high society.

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The thump of bass–heavy music, the dim flicker of lights, and sudden flashes of vibrant beams brought the dance floor to life as steking men and women moved to the beat, living in the moment.

As a soft yellow spotlight swept over the VIP entrance of the bar, a man casually walked in.

Bathed in the bright light, his tall stature and stern expression were striking, his slightly pressed thin lips adding to his cool, detached air that seemed unapproachable.

“Mr. Wellington, right this way, please…” The bar’s general manager awaited at the entrance.

They stepped into the elevator and ascended directly to the top floor of the bar.

Contrary to what’s going on below, the top floor of the bar was much quieter.

The space was wide open, featuring simple yet elegant decor. Priceless oil paintings hung on the walls, and antique vases and statues were thoughtfully placed throughout the room.

At the far end of the eastern side was a place for storing fine wines, leading up to a semicircular bar. This area typically had no wait staff and was rarely frequented by guests.

“This place usually doesn’t allow women, but since y

you agreed to come on top today, well…

sound of clinking glasses echoed, followed by a man’s

Hayes, you did promise me the lead role in

laugh as she raised her glass to

can I do?”

your

Hayes, perhaps you should ask the ladies to leave

approached Vincent Hayes and stood before him, speaking

clearly enjoying the night, shot

across the bar, another man suddenly chuckled, “Vincent, you’re dead meat.

smile, Vincent immediately became alert and lifted his

something terrible. The next second, he met the eyes of the man before him.

“Get down, ladies. Who let you

Vincent

Wellington.” The women couldn’t hide their surprise and

expressionless, staring at

Chapter 12

circle knew that Dominick had a particular disdain for women due to

relieved to see

your grandfather forced you to get married today,” Scott asked with a

burst out excitedly. “What? Dominick, you

it usually wouldn’t work. Dominick wasn’t the type

woman?” Vincent was eager

no interest in dealing with the Hayes and spoke up gravely. “Where

was about to hand over the pocket watch Dominick had lost when something flashed through his mind and shocked