Crossroads

Chapter 207

As night fell, the bustling streets lit up with rows of streetlights on either side.

A silver–grey Porsche quietly parked by the sidewalk, and the driver opened the rear door, waiting. Dominick and Stephanie got into the car, turning their heads to gaze out their respective windows.

The car was enveloped in silence.

“Mr. Wellington, Brad asked me to inform you that the Wellingtons had an early dinner tonight. If you and Mrs. Wellington have other plans, there’s no need to rush back,” the driver reported nervously, glancing cautiously at the rearview mirror. Dominick seemed to be in a bad mood tonight.

“Take us back home,” Dominick said calmly in the backseat, his expression unchanged.

Beside him, Stephanie stared at the swiftly retreating streetlights outside the window. She had no objections and thus remained silent.

The Wellingtons knew she and Dominick hadn’t been getting along well lately. Brad probably wanted to give them more alone time together, but there was just silence between them.

Returning to Wellington Villa would take at least half an hour. This eerie silence made everyone uncomfortable.

Stephanie leaned against the window, her right hand supporting her chin.

She noticed the driver’s nervous expression when her gaze swept past the driver’s seat. It seemed the Wellingtons‘ servants were particularly wary of Dominick.

“Is Grandpa still busy preparing for the baby’s one–month celebration since they had an early dinner?” she suddenly asked.

Dominick was stunned and contemplative, turning to look at her face for a moment.

Mr. George Wellington and Brad have been busy preparing for the kids‘ one–month celebration. I heard Mr. George Wellington even wants to postpone his 80th birthday celebration next month to combine

planning to hold the celebration at Wellington Villa or at a hotel?” she

said the family hasn’t hosted a celebration in

exchange lightened the atmosphere in

remained silent, staring straight ahead

and attentive, even caring

of this, a trace of gloom appeared on Dominick’s

mean we’re hosting a lot of

the exact guest list,” the driver admitted. The car drove smoothly

They should be notified personally in advance.” George’s commanding and vigorous voice was heard as soon as they stepped

to invite Stephanie’s aunt, Diana, as well,”

are not…” Stephanie walked closer, nearly

who was enthusiastically writing the invitations, glanced

than to argue. George had been eagerly looking forward to the birth of his great–grandchildren and wanted the world to know about the Wellingtons‘ adorable heirs through this

Stephanie felt a pang of

feelings of the rest of the Reed family, but Diana was different. Due to

large coffee table, allowing George to continue writing. He then turned to Stephanie and asked, “Mrs. Wellington,

Chapter 207

Caelorium. The second, Diana, now nearly forty and unmarried, was often called

was a success, and there should be no aftereffects,”

had sent people everywhere to find a suitable heart for Ms. Clark. The experts said a heart transplant was necessary, but who would have thought that conservative treatment and a heart stent surgery would suffice.” Brad was

Wellington, who was Ms. Clark’s