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.

realized she was talking to him, he quickly answered in a fluster, “Yes, yes. Mr. George Wellington and Brad have been busy preparing for the kids‘ one–month celebration. I heard Mr.

is Grandpa planning to hold the celebration at Wellington Villa or

at Wellington Villa. Mr. George Wellington said the family hasn’t hosted a celebration in many years. So,

exchange lightened the atmosphere in the

staring straight ahead but inadvertently

could be considerate and attentive, even caring for a driver’s

trace of gloom appeared on

many tables does Grandpa plan to set up? Doesn’t that mean we’re hosting a lot of guests?” Stephanie was chatting excitedly and leaned over

sure about the exact guest list,” the driver admitted. The car drove smoothly and soon arrived

advance.” George’s commanding and vigorous voice was heard as soon as they stepped out of the car and approached

remember to invite Stephanie’s aunt, Diana, as

closer, nearly instinctive distaste

enthusiastically writing the invitations, glanced up

to argue. George had been eagerly looking forward to the birth

of Diana, Stephanie felt a pang of

the rest of the Reed family, but Diana was different. Due to Diana’s illness, Stephanie

set a stack of invitations on the large coffee table, allowing George to continue writing. He then turned to Stephanie and asked, “Mrs. Wellington, I heard Ms. Clark has been

Chapter 207

eldest, Madison, had married Gary from Caelorium. The second, Diana, now nearly forty and unmarried, was

is. The surgery was a success, and there should be no aftereffects,” Stephanie

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

was Ms. Clark’s