Crossroads

Chapter 92

“Steffi has been with us for quite some time now.”

WEW

The sun rose a little earlier than it had in winter on this early spring morning, and the gray sky gradually turned white, George leaned on his cane by the intricately carved wooden railing of the veranda. He gazed at the expanse of precious flowers and plants ahead, with their buds beginning to bloom, presenting a scene of vibrant vitality.

How time flies, he mused.

Seeing the heavy morning dew, Brad approached with a thin coat, smiling, “After Mrs. Wellington gave birth to twins at the end of the year, things are gonna get lively around here.”

“Brad, I have a clear mind and a strong body. I don’t need this cont.” George raised his right hand slightly, asking him to take it back. He turned his head and looked at the east side, his expression thoughtful. He murmured, “There is one thing…” He trailed off. There was one

thing he couldn’t understand.

“Do you not understand why Mr. Wellington went to such lengths to marry Stephanie?” Brad recalled George’s earlier question in the dining hall. He wondered if they had known each other before.

“From what I can tell, Stephanie doesn’t remember Mr.Wellington…” Brad paused, and he became more solemn. He thought, ‘But Mr. Wellington clearly remembers her.”

“Do you remember Oreo from before?” George asked in a deep voice as he slowly approached the gazebo at the end of the veranda.

Brad followed behind. Momentarily stunned at the mention of “Oreo,” he nodded and said, “I remember.”

Of course, he remembered.

Oreo was the name of a puppy in the Wellington family.

“Grandpa, it wants my biscuit.

Dominick brought a dirty Labrador back from outside when he was three years old. It looked like an abandoned stray puppy.

How could the only heir of the Wellington family be allowed to touch something like that? It was too dirty, too dangerous. The household servants immediately moved to take the dog away.

“It’s mine.” The three–year–old boy’s voice was childishly innocent but clear and resolute.

The group of servants looked on with resignation as Dominick clutched the dirty puppy tightly, his face set in determination.

“Do you want to keep it?” George didn’t seem entirely opposed to the stray dog, quietly asking the child.

With a serious expression, Dominick pondered for a moment, then looked up, his voice still childish but firm. “It’s been following me everywhere, sneaking behind me the whole time….

heavy, he gently placed it on the clean, well–lit

a pack of Oreos in his hand

seemed genuinely hungry,

think it likes me,” he said, sounding pleased and a bit proud to share

so you bring it home. But did you ask it if it likes living here?” George was

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“You bring it home. You’ve got to take responsibility for taking good

He lifted his little

voice intentionally. “Dogs can’t eat chocolate. Too much of this biscuit will make

again, a little nervous. “Then, then I have other

servants took it to bathe and vaccinate it.

pretty adorable.

loyal to humans. George thought it wasn’t bad to cultivate

agreeing to keep the dog had a more important

always followed him, George suddenly realized this over–protection might

me everywhere. I think

words made them understand that perhaps Dominick had always

Dominick was raised in such an atmosphere from a young age,

time, everyone felt that keeping the stray dog was good. Dominick seemed

good times didn’t last

abroad. When she saw Oreo running around the house, her face suddenly

Dominick is still so young. What if it goes crazy

adults wouldn’t discuss matters in front of the children, Dominick was very sensitive.

his little companion.

morning, Dominick’s mother’s high heels became Oreo’s plaything. When discovered, she scolded the dog

but couldn’t find Oreo that day. Dominick had

to start receiving education. Every day, teachers came to give him lessons, and he kept the dog locked in a

drive the dog away

returned, Dominick was informed that his puppy

this secluded room used to be connected to the rockery,

gap but got caught in the sharp wire. Its body was pricked by

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profusely. It struggled and whimpered for a long time, but it was already lifeless when the servants

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wrong. It