Crossroads

Chapter 19

Stephanie’s expression turned cold instantly as the faced the man before her.

“Kevin, what are you doing heie?” she demanded, her voice full of disgust.

Kevin didn’t answer, instead, he surveyed her with a strange intensity.

He didn’t know that Stephanie had been living in such a cramped and rundown apartment with her aunt, a place even worse than the servant quarters at Nelson Villa

During their three years of marriage, Stephanie had never asked him for money. Suddenly, Kevin realized he had never really looked at her properly.

Stephanie stood at five feet six, with a model’s figure and a face that outshone Claire’s with its delicate beauty

“Kevin, you’re not welcome herel

Feeling his eyes on her, Stephanie felt a wave of disgust, her voice cold as she commanded, “Give the key back!” She knew this key was given to him by her aunt.

“Steffi, your aunt told me to take good care of you when she gave me those keys.” Kevin’s gaze deepened with emotion as he looked at her.

“What kind of act are you putting on now?”

Stephanie didn’t want to see him and sharply rebuked him, “Get out, this shabby place isn’t fitting for you, Mr. Nelson.”

somewhat guilty as she

grown accustomed to her being submissive over the years, and hearing her

Dominick, and the feeling in his heart became even more

“Is it because you‘

up to Dominick that you think you can speak to me like

just came back to take over his company. Right now, he’s locked in a power struggle with my mom and the rest of them. You’re nothing but a tool for him. Once the baby’s born, he’s kicking you to

back her anger, gritted her teeth, and hissed, “Are you done? If so,

anymore and stepped forward, grabbing

the keys

him out the door, Kevin suddenly pulled her

you’re upset, but this

ook, I’ll give yo

and your aunt can start a new life, somewhere

attempt to break free from

then, hurried footsteps echoed

“What’s going on here?”

as she hurriedly latched onto Kevin’s arm,

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was still looking at Stephanie

Kevin’s arm and sweetly urged, “Kevin, darling, didn’t you say you had prepared 600 thousand dollars for her to leave? Her family is so poor, I’m

out a pre–written check from Kevin’s wallet and slapped it

check on the table,