Crossroads

Chapter 187

It happened so suddenly that Stephanie didn’t have time to react before she

e sank to the bottom of the pool startling the fish into a frenzy.

“Mrs. Wellington! What happened to you?” A maid passing by the corridor was terrified and shouted for help.

‘L..I’m Ene.”

Drawn from a fresh source, the pool was obvious and about six feet deep. Stephanie was a good swimmer, and although the sudden scare caused her to sink, she quickly surfaced, clutching the edge of the pool and coughing.

The maid, pale with fright, along with a group of others, carefully helped her out of the pool.

“What happened, Mrs. Wellington! Don’t worry, the doctor is on the way.” They wrapped her in a clean, thick towel, trying to calm her down.

“Im really fine.” Stephanie calmly took the towel and began drying her wet hair, waving them off. “You don’t need to call the doctor”

“We’ll go get Mr. Wellington right away.”

“Don’t tell Dominick about this Stephanie panicked.

The afternoon sun was starting to set, and George had already returned to South Pavilion for a rest at this hour. With Dominick just out and Stephanie falling into the pool, the maids were at a loss,

Stephanie wiped the water off her face, lowered her voice, and explained, “Dominick is very busy. Let’s wait for the doctor to check on me before contacting him. But anyway, I’m really fine. It just felt like something suddenly flew at the back of my knees…

Her eyes narrowed as she nervously glanced back.

Behind the pool was a flower bed, along with stone tables and chairs for chess, flower viewing, and fish watching. Nothing seemed out of place.

What exactly had happened just now?

Sining by the pebbled edge of the pool, dripping wet, she couldn’t figure it out

“Mrs. Wellington, how did you fall into the pool?”

Seeing that she looked alright, the maid sighed in relief. If anything had happened to her, they would all be in serious trouble

“Did someone push you on purpose. A younger maid speculated.

who could possibly have

this fact, but within the walls of Wellington Villa, Stephanie’s safety was paramount to everyone.

leaned heavily on the maids who rushed to her aid as she slowly regained her composure,

had pushed her

at her with a relentless force that struck her knees

of the

fist, weighing perhaps two pounds… Her attempt to articulate the nature of the object was more a reflection of her instincts than a clear

the largest of these cobblestones weighs no more one pound. There’s

Stephanie’s directives. Clearly, something had impacted her knee moments before her fall, causing her to lose her balance. Why was it proving

Wellington, the

account of the incident. Though she was relieved

on Sandra’s arm, though a hint of defiance flickered in her eyes

she muttered to herself, refusing to

to worry about anything else as well investigate this thoroughly. We will

Stephanie was concerned about.

afraid some people might

try to find them, Stephanie replied, her brow furrowed deeply. She pushed Sandra away

had ended up in the depths of the water. In the end, it would

when coupled with her recent feeling of being watched by a pair of cerle eyes. Frustration gnawed at her, and with determination, she vowed to get to

early autumn, but catching a chill is

Sandra and the others hesitated to intervene further, wary of

from the corridor as he hurried over, his suit jacket still undone

of George. She

“Mrs. Wellington’s health and her kits are the most important things

“Sure,” be reluctantly hummed.

darkening expression. Instead, she turned away,

couldn’t shake of her doubts,

depart with the maids. Then, he relaxed

from the staff, leaning in to explain the situation carefully

just listened attentively

stirred, gently swaying the edges of George’s

turned and walked back

puzzled by George’s indifferent demeanor, Lost in thought, he glanced

Villa basked in the late afternoon sun, casting an exquisite

one corner of the pool, where tropical fish lazily swam, the water remained tepid. On

away.