Crossroads

Chapter 284

The Innovate Group’s members arrived in a flurry at Central Point’s renowned restaurant, which they had entirely booked for the evening. Crystal chandeliers shimmered brilliantly, and everyone entered with excitement. The models from the production team were treated like platinum–level VIP their hearts Cuttering uncontrollably,

At 8.30 PM, everyone settled in an orderly fashion. True to its international reputation, the master cher’s creations left everyone delightfully indulgent. Glasses clinked amid lively conversations, laughter painting rosy hues on everyone’s faces.

“I heard this restaurant entertains guests less than 30 times a year. You can’t even get a reservation. And these dishes? They’re all exclusive, nowhere else to be found.”

In hushed tones, they occasionally glanced towards the far left table of the restaurant as excited whispers filled the air. “He’s really here!”

Hayley sat at the leftmost table, furrowing her brows. She looked around somewhat displeased, aware of the curious gates directed her way.

Sensing the intense scrutiny from others, the chef at the restaurant exchanged a toast with the man beside him, booming with hearty laughter that resonated deeply.

The chef, not entirely fluent in their la

language, queried, “Mr. Wellington, would you like a more private dining area?“

Dominick remained silent, merely lifting his glass and taking a sip.

“Are the dishes not to your liking the burly Fluvieran chef inquired warmly

Hayley had been observing Dominick’s demeanor all evening. Since entering the restaurant, something about him seemed off. His face remained stoic and indifferent as usual, yet she sensed his distraction.

It was as if he was scanning the surroundings, searching for something.

“Because

someone didn’t come.”

At his table, james cut a piece of steak and gave a thumbs–up to the chef beside him. “Delicious!”

“Some people just don’t appreciate what’s prepared for them. All the effort wasted because they couldn’t be bothered to show up!” The Sery director’s face darkened as he recalled something infuriating

“Who are you talking about?”

in his non–standard accent. “Is it Mr. Wellington’s

anxiously at the opportune moment, “What about Vincent? Why isn’t he

Last time in Troton, I lost my luggage and the local police couldn’t find it all day. It was thanks to his friend’s help

assistant, originally seated at another

to report to the distinguished gathering, visibly apprehensive.

abruptly changed course and are now en route to Tempa Street in Lonessy. It seems Ms.

had maintained a quiet demeanor until now, suddenly let out a cryptic sound that hinted at

a knot of nerves tighten in his stomach.

reassured, his earnestness bordering on pledging an oath, “Everything I’ve

next words instantly cast

the changes

nice to meet

peculiar silence. Eloise’s attire tonight was elegantly understated – a simple white blouse paired with jeans. accentuated by a delicate

stentatious models present.

her away, as protocol dictated that Dominick wasn’t keen

company of the striking woman; instead, he gestured

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promptly added a seat beside him for

was palpable, nearly choking on the mouthful of

Hayley, seated across

a professional smile, yet unease tinged her thoughts. She couldn’t sit

could!

lobby for their dinner, so every move and gesture was observed keenly by those around them. Women surreptitiously stole glances,

the advertising shoot go?”

partially filled wine glass towards Eloise, a gesture that seemed effortlessly natural

she replied softly. “Our shoot is wrapped up now. As for the final results, no matter what, I

words, but Eloise knew she couldn’t match Hayley’s finesse. She dared not speak out of turn