Crossroads

Chapter 184

It was another calm morning. After finishing breakfast, Stephanie took a stroll in the backyard of Wellington Villa.

Lately, Stephanie had been feeling a bit off.

She furrowed her brow and quickly turned around…

“There’s nothing…” she muttered to herself. There was indeed nothing unusual behind her. Everything seemed normal, yet she couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching her intensely.

Maybe she was just overthinking things, at least that was what she thought. She remembered the nutritionist saying that pregnant women tend to have wild imaginations.

Blaming all her doubts on her twin boys, she felt a bit relieved. Her biggest wish now was to give birth smoothly without any complications.

It was Saturday, and Dominick wouldn’t be going to the office, busy in his study since early morning. Vincent and the others were there too, and it didn’t seem like they were working on business matters.

Stephanie leaned lazily against the railing of the veranda, looking over at Vincent, Scott, and…Hayley, who were walking and talking softly to each other.

She had no idea what they were up to, and Dominick didn’t want her involved.

She stared blankly at the pool when suddenly, a clear voice broke the silence. To her surprise, Hayley was walking toward her.

“Looks like the babies will be here in a couple of months.”

Hayley’s tone was casual without malice, like she was bored and just looking for someone to chat with.

“I’m due in October,” Stephanie replied, not really wanting to engage with her.

“October, huh? Mr. George Wellington will be thrilled to have his precious great–grandchildren sharing his birth month. Wellington Villa will be buzzing in October, especially with Mr. George Wellington turning 80 this year…”

As Dominick’s wife, Stephanie felt she hadn’t been very dutiful to his grandfather. In comparison, Hayley seemed more like a part of the Wellington family. Stephanie wanted to ask, but Dominick, the cold city man, wouldn’t let her get involved in anything. Since coming back from Serenburg, the old man had been distant, and she was afraid of being seen as a nuisance if she asked too many questions.

Hayley didn’t seem to be leaving. She leaned against the railing too, continuing to chat, “Steffi, are you still upset about Molly quitting? I called her the other day. It’s true that I didn’t handle it well and I can help her…”

“Ms. Isaac, are you lost? Dominick’s study is that way.”

showed no expression as she pointed to the left, making it clear she wanted Hayley to

be so hostile

have to avoid you. Hayley, we’re not the same type of people

straightened up, not wanting to look at

you mean by ‘ulterior motives“? Is that how

tension crossed Hayley’s face as she quickly blocked Stephanie’s

can be sharp sometimes, but I believe I handle things the right way. When I warned you not to hold Dominick back, I meant it. Now, I’m trying to ease things between us to avoid putting him in a difficult position. Don’t keep

your

Dominick? It’s like

some kind of saint. Don’t expect me to listen to

thank you for your

me over and

and directly told

She’d dealt with difficult clients

hate me, huh?”

really seem to

hid her dislike

Chapter 184

why you pretended to be

looked straight at her, clearly seeing the

“You…you know Oscar well?”

of Stephanie; maybe it was because Stephanie sounded

Caelorium, where the Reed family lives, is at least

seemed, she was still Gary’s daughter, and when she was younger, Gary was a dedicated husband and father. How could

to believe and was worried about what Stephanie might have said to

Ms. Isaac? Are you

voice taunting. “You don’t need to worry. Dominick and Vincent don’t take my words seriously. How could I ever compare

affecting her mood. With a stern expression, she turned and walked

my grandfather used to live in the suburbs nearby before he passed away. When I want to visit him, no

Clark…” Hayley’s expression changed suddenly when she connected the

Caelorium, the Reed family, but she was also the beloved granddaughter of the late Thomas, who had retired to the outskirts near Pearson Villa. It was easy to

interviewed him, and the he had mentioned his mischievous granddaughter, insisting that his comrades‘ descendants must

Thomas‘ comrades were…