Crossroads

Chapter 204

“Oscar won’t hurt me.”

In a fit of anger, Vincent retorted, “And has Dominick ever hurt you?”

Stephanie froze, unable to respond.

Too much had happened recently. Her mind was in turmoil, and she didn’t want to think about it anymore.

She stood up from the sofa and walked past Vincent, not wanting to discuss this further.

Watching her leave, Vincent darkened his face with rage. He shouted after her, “You too think Dominick is heartless? You’ve spent nearly a year with him, and you still don’t know what kind of person he is? Everyone says he’s ruthless and cold–hearted, but Stephanie, you have no say in this?

‘I have no say? Really?‘ Stephanie thought. ‘What kind of person is Dominick? Nobody understands him, and no one knows what he’s scheming

Her steps were slow as she walked out of Breeze Villa. She strolled along the corridor, ignoring the beautiful lotus pond and greenery around her. Her mind replayed all the rumors she had heard about Dominick,

She had heard many things about him but knew very little about the man himself.

“He hides things from me. How could I possibly know?” Stephanie muttered to herself, her gaze distant as she looked over the vast garden.

“Has something happened recently?” A voice suddenly came from behind her.

At first, Stephanie thought Vincent had followed her, but when she recognized the voice, she paused to think for a moment.

“Is there something you need?” She didn’t answer the question but instead asked calmly.

The person who approached her was the butler, Brad, an elderly man who had served the Wellington family for over thirty years. He was responsible for looking after George and had a say in both household and business matters. Despite his authority, he was always courteous.

not as difficult to get along with as people said. It was just that Stephanie often felt out of place in them, sensing a barrier that kept

been completed. Mr. George Wellington and

they had sought

entire third floor of Breeze Villa to be converted into

the 2000 square feet were insufficient for his grandsons, so he transformed another guest room in his residence in Nightingale Villa into a nursery. This

materials, color schemes, and

seem troubled. Mrs. Mary Wellington and Ms. Wellington bought baby clothes and toys yesterday. They are setting things up over there. You should

going there, she could feel the Wellingtons‘

she knew, George didn’t particularly like Mary, but they seemed to find common ground when it

she thought of Dominick. Compared to the others, his attitude seemed much colder. Perhaps he didn’t

to Nightingale Villa. Her mind was in turmoil, and she just wanted to wander in the garden. “Let Grandpa and the others handle the nursery and baby supplies. I

“Not going? The designers wanted to ask for your

I don’t know

disturb the pregnant mother during the final month before the birth of his beloved great–grandsons.

had no

Chapter 204

quieter, leading them to

matter what the disagreement with Mr. Wellington, the child is coming soon. Parental discord isn’t good for the baby,” Brad called out as he watched her walk

been to

reminded her daily to stay calm

sady, she had meated in once before and was

of in anger, and no one else approached her

found herself back at

twisted the door handle. To her surprise,

had tried to sneak in only to find the door securely

diferent. She was more carious than

door open, she found the