Crossroads

Chapter 280

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is with her.”

Oscar escorted Stephanie to the entrance of the residential complex and finally updated her on Molly’s situation, pointing out that there was no need to worry about Molly.

Standing outside the car, Stephanie peered through the window at Oscar’s handsome face and his deep eyes, clear and seemingly holding not

secrets.

Oscar appeared unflinchingly comfortable under her scrutiny, meeting her gaze without hesitation.

After a tense standoff of three minutes, Stephanie declared abruptly, “I’m going back,” and turned towards the residential area.

The white Bentley remained parked, silent and unmoving, until Stephanie disappeared from view. Ten minutes later, lights flickered to life in Room 402 of the apartment. Oscar snapped out of his reverie, his eyes momentarily lowered before he started the engine and drove away.

Unaware of his thoughts, Stephanie hurried back to her somber apartment. She swiftly shed the sky–blue off–shoulder evening gown she had worn. earlier. Riding the elevator back up, she encountered several residents who eyed her with curiosity.

After all, few could afford such an expensive outfit in such an unassuming neighborhood

Stephanic angrily tossed the dress into a corner of the bathroom and kicked it twice with force, venting her frustration.

“Damn it

“Who exactly are you dressing like this for? Who are you entertaining in the hotel room tonight?” Dominick’s voice echoed incessantly in her mind. She reminded herself there were many things to ponder – Lucy, Mason, Matthew. Above all, she yearned to see her children and was willing to endure anything

If Lucy hadn’t lied and had indeed found her children, Stephanie wouldn’t need Dominick if he still couldn’t remember anything!

‘Bastard!‘ she cursed.

Stephanie stuffed the expensive dress into a large trash bag, her anger towards the Wellington family blazing in her heart. She wanted to discard it immediately so she wouldn’t be bothered every time she saw it again.

The woman from Room 402 is weird…”

Two elderly women, who had just finished their workout, entered the elevator as they chatted animatedly.

“Yeah, I noticed too. She doesn’t seem to enjoy conversing with others. Bernice, do you think she’s someone’s sugar baby?”

Stephanie lifted her gaze expressionlessly towards them, but they were engrossed in their conversation, completely ignoring her presence.

conclusions here. Besides, whatever she does

she’s that pretty, it’s possible she’s being supported by a man. Let’s just hope

but the elevator dinged open just then. The two gossiping women exited together, leaving Stephanie with a blank expression on her face. There was nothing she could do to stop them,

still gossiping eagerly. “That

is

cramped space as the sudden silence

of

began to

apartment, her anger seemed to dissipate, her gaze drifted occasionally toward the small balcony. According to rumors about this nous apartment, even an average person

a heavy shroud of clouds, leaving the vast, dark sky scattered. with just a few faint stars. Stephanie tilted her head

could climb

pier 220

Stephanie up

the fourth floor of the Gordon Hotel, Molly felt awkward in her expensive dress. She was standing alone in a corner,

something to eat? It’s all laid out for

her. Scott’s gentle voice carried a hint of teasing as he pointed toward the food

blank expression. “How can I think about eating right now?”

what are you doing here?” Scott’s tone

to come and indulge herself, but Stephanie, her inconsiderate friend, had stood her up.

for business networking like this just

displeasure was palpable, his eyes narrowing into slits as he reproached, “Ms. Snuggleton, are you planning to just walk away like this! “You’ve used me, and now you

loomed over her, leaving only a mere fist’s distance between their faces. He

things like that.” Molly stammered, her words rushed

leaned in even closer, his voice low and deliberate. Then who pleaded with

only know you, Molly managed to utter, her voice

Snuggleton, Scott interjected sternly, maintaining his proximity. “Do you think I escorted you into this gathering only to have you ditch me? How would

Molly f

to find a coherent

his expression a mix of reproach and regret as

anger and embarrassment, her gaze burning into his retreating figure.

does everyone think they can push me around so easily? Molly pondered

the tension. She was surprised upon seeing Molly with Scott.

lavish affair against her will, she had opted to appease her stomach instead. Piling her plate high with seafood from the nearby buffet, she had settled into a quiet corner, hoping to avoid

after all, an event

her calm facade faltered. Chloe, adorned in a form–fitting red gown that curve, left Molly feeling