Crossroads

Chapter 182

Chapter 182

“Let’s go over there and sit for a while.”

They walked out of Pearson Villa’s banquet hall. It was already 9 PM, and the night breeze felt a bit chilly.

The dark night made the banquet lights behind them seem even more dazzling. They saw the night view as they stepped out of Pearson Villa’s gates. The lights gradually dimmed, and the violin music behind them faded.

When they were away from the flattery and noise of the banquet, their hearts also calmed in the quiet night.

Stephanie stopped at Pearson Villa’s gates and looked around. On either side were flower beds, and the parking lot was behind the villa.

The Pearson family had organized this grand birthday banquet, inviting many distinguished guests from the business and political worlds. Some cars were even parked outside the walls, making the surrounding roads look a bit crowded.

They had to wait a while for the bodyguards to fetch the car.

“There are a few lounge chairs by the pool. Let’s go sit there for a bit.”

Stephanie thought, since they had to wait anyway, she got excited, let go of Dominick’s hand, and walked straight towards the right rear side of

Pearson Villa.

She curiously looked around at the plants, suddenly remembering something from the past. She raised her voice and muttered, “Oh, right, there were two melon vines planted behind the statue. I wonder if they bore fruit this year…”

He watched her light footsteps ahead. She seemed to be in a much better mood.

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Dominick frowned slightly and followed her. At night, Pearson Villa’s garden was lit with soft yellow lamps, not too bright, adding a touch of tranquility.

Pearson Villa wasn’t as grand as Wellington Villa, but Wellington Villa was so large that Stephanie often complained about its pool being suitable for filming horror scenes. She seemed to like here more…

She was very familiar with Pearson Villa.

Dominick stopped under a lamp, dim light casting a soft glow on him. He gazed at her, increasingly suspicious…

squatting over there?” Vincent had followed them out of curiosity. Seeing Stephanie’s sneaky

behind the statue, fiddling

Wait a

Wait a

bent down,

the tangled vines, her face darkening.

killed

She excitedly planted two melon vines

would tease her, saying it wouldn’t be good even

bear fruit, only some flowers. She was unhappy for days, but soon Oscar

melon.

that a melon had started to grow, but a damn

to be tragedies. She was afraid of tragedies. Then, she inexplicably cried uncontrollably, which scared Oscar, who stood still and

Pearson Villa…” Dominick’s cold face showed a complex expression. Even the usually slow Vincent sensed something was off

been so

of Caclorium and the Pearson family of Frostvale had no connections or business dealings. Mason’s bizarre comments had already caused some uncase, and seeing Stephanie’s current

here a lot when I was little,” she

“Stephanie, you were such a handful. Why did you keep running off

Chapter 182

looked up, noticing Dominick staring at her with an intense, suspicious

not understanding the

them that the car was

Pearson Villa, Stephanie

nothing, as usual. He walked over to her side, naturally wrapping his right arm around her waist, guiding

but she felt Dominick’s grip on her waist was a

for them. Some of their business acquaintances passing by smiled and wished them a safe journey. Dominick, as always,

told her that she shouldn’t meddle

were her secrets, ones she wasn’t willing to share with

to wanting to protect

just an illegitimate child, often mocked as a reclusive fool. People loved to make fun of him and take

signing the document and then going back on their word.” Stephanie was furious, especially once they got into the car. As it drove smoothly, Dominick took a call from Hayley. The woman over the

phone, feeling very displeased. “None of them have good intentions. Who knows what Hayley’s up to with all her fake

truly annoyed. She remembered Teresa and the other

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