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.

possibly have the nerve to do

oblivious to this fact, but within the walls of Wellington Villa, Stephanie’s safety was paramount to everyone. Dominick’s berce protectiveness over

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

one had pushed

as though something had hurtled directly at her with a relentless force that struck her

her thorough scrutiny of the surroundings. Stephanie couldn’t

pounds… Her attempt to articulate the nature of the object was more a reflection of her instincts than

the largest of these cobblestones weighs no more one

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

Wellington, the doctor

was responsible for Stephanie’s daily well–being, was visibly shaken upon hearing the maid’s account of the incident. Though she was relieved that the situation seemed less dire than she

a hint of defiance flickered in

on my own, she muttered to herself,

Stephanie’s frustration. “You don’t need to worry about anything else as well investigate this thoroughly. We will not allow anyone to cause trouble at Wellington

Stephanie was concerned about.

people might get

brow furrowed deeply. She pushed Sandra away slightly, straightened her

had pushed her, yet she had ended up in the depths of the water. In the end, it would be said that it was her own carelessness, but something clearly

recent feeling of being watched by a pair of cerle eyes. Frustration gnawed at her, and with

early autumn, but catching a chill is still a concern. Let’s go inside first.” Sandra urged from behind, trying to reason with

and the others hesitated to intervene further, wary of Stephanie’s stubbom

here?” George’s voice boomed from the corridor as he hurried over, his suit jacket still undone as he

felt a twinge of fear at the sight of George.

George’s temper, she explained, “Mrs.

“Sure,” be reluctantly hummed.

turned away, sulking, and followed Sandra and

Stephanie couldn’t shake of her doubts, muttering under

Stephanie obediently depart with the

approached after gathering information from the staff, leaning in to explain the situation carefully

just listened attentively but

of George’s clothing “There’s no need to

turned and walked back towards South

in thought, he glanced back towards the direction

grand and magnificent backyard of Wellington Villa basked in the late afternoon sun, casting an exquisite glow

lazily swam, the water remained tepid. On the other

away.