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….

bit heavy, he gently placed it

in his hand and began feeding

genuinely

with his tiny hand, “Grandpa, I think it likes me,” he said, sounding pleased and a bit proud to share

you bring it home. But did you ask it if it likes living here?” George was quite gentle with his

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smiled, “You bring it home. You’ve got to take responsibility for taking good care of it. Do you think you can do

have lots of snacks.” He lifted his little

shook his head, lowering his voice intentionally. “Dogs can’t eat chocolate. Too much of this biscuit will make

“Then, then I have other things

bathe and vaccinate it. With its cream–colored fur and

pretty adorable.

friendly and loyal to

dog had a more important reason. Dominick was

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

following me everywhere. I think it likes

child’s simple and direct words made them understand that perhaps Dominick had always longed

carried a sense of solemnity. Dominick was raised in such an atmosphere from a young age, and he took taking care of

stray dog was

times didn’t last

returned from abroad. When she saw Oreo running around the

where did this mongrel stray come from? Dominick is still so young. What if it goes

of the children, Dominick

his little companion.

discovered, she scolded the dog harshly and immediately

searched for a long time but couldn’t

to give him lessons, and he kept the dog locked in a cluttered room in the

the dog away and hoped his grandfather would intercede after his

was

was probably unfamiliar with the place and hungry. It tried to run out many times, but the main door was closed tightly. However, this secluded room used to be connected to the rockery, leaving a large

sharp wire. Its body was pricked by it and bleeds. It was stuck in

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bled profusely. It struggled and whimpered for a long time, but it was

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it knows it did wrong. It promises