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

pack of Oreos in his hand and began feeding them to the

seemed genuinely hungry, eagerly nibbling

his tiny hand, “Grandpa, I think it likes me,” he

so you bring it home. But did you ask it if

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home. You’ve got to take responsibility for taking good care

He lifted his

intentionally. “Dogs can’t eat

face froze momentarily, then he spoke again, a little nervous. “Then, then I have other things I can give it. It definitely

it to bathe and vaccinate it. With its cream–colored fur and two droopy

pretty adorable.

active and were friendly and loyal to humans. George thought it wasn’t bad to cultivate a sense of responsibility in his grandson

keep the dog had a more

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

me everywhere. I think it

understand that perhaps Dominick

raised in such an atmosphere from a young age,

everyone felt that keeping the stray dog was good. Dominick seemed livelier than

good times didn’t

saw Oreo running around the house, her face suddenly changed. She

stray come from? Dominick is still so young. What if it

of the children, Dominick was very sensitive. He

his little companion.

discovered, she scolded the dog harshly and immediately ordered the servants to seize the

time but couldn’t find Oreo that

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

he was worried that his mother would drive the dog away and hoped his

Dominick was informed that

trapped in the cluttered room and 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

caught in the sharp wire.

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go back in. It bled profusely. It struggled and whimpered for a long time, but it was already lifeless when

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wrong. It promises it won’t