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.

let’s not jump to conclusions here. Besides, whatever she does for a

possible she’s being supported by a man. Let’s just hope she doesn’t

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,

them still gossiping eagerly. “That

Unit 502 is even more peculiar.”

in the cramped space as

of

anger began to

to rumors about this nous apartment, even an average person could climb from the balcony of Room 302 to

The moon lay hidden behind a heavy shroud of clouds, leaving the vast, dark sky scattered. with just a few faint stars. Stephanie tilted her head upwards, her gaze fixed on the balcony of Unit 502

person could climb

pier 220

Stephanie

floor of the Gordon Hotel, Molly felt awkward in her expensive dress. She was standing alone in a corner, watching elegantly dressed men and women laughing

you grab something to eat? It’s all

hint of teasing as he pointed toward the food area on the left side

him with a blank expression. “How can I think

what are you doing here?” Scott’s tone was light, almost mocking

She had planned to come and

business networking like this just weren’t her

slits as he reproached, “Ms. Snuggleton, are you planning to just walk

gap between them in a single stride, Scott loomed over her, leaving only a mere fist’s distance between

say things like that.” Molly stammered, her words

flustered state, Scott leaned in even closer, his voice low and deliberate. Then who pleaded with me to bring you in here just now?”

you, Molly managed to utter, her voice trailing weakly.

you think I escorted you into this gathering only to have you ditch me? How would that reflect on me in

Molly f

to find a coherent response. “Well,

up, his expression a mix of reproach

and embarrassment, her gaze burning into his retreating

everyone think they can push me around

Snuggleton, you’re here too?” Hayley’s voice cut through the tension. She

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 any unwanted attention – only to encounter an unexpected

polite smile as she tried to maintain composure. This was, after all, an event hosted by the Innovate Group, and encountering Hayley was

in a form–fitting red gown that curve, left Molly feeling unsettled for reasons she