Crossroads

Chapter 287

Vincent suddenly reached out and snatched her phone away

“Who has been sending you these messages lately?” He no longer had his usual playful expression; his face was serious as he demanded an answer.

“Give me back my phone Stephanie had downed six cans of beer earlier, but now, whether it was the cold night wind or the shock of the sudden text, she was completely sober, enunciating her words clearly.

Vincent ignored her, stood up, and took a step back with the phone in hand.

Stephanie panicked immediately and lunged to grab it back.

“What’s the password?”

Vincent held the phone high, out of her reach, but the screen was locked, so he couldn’t open it either.

Seeing the locked screen, she felt slightly relieved.

But Vincent pressed on, “Is someone

cone making you participate in this advertisement? Who is it?

His question jolted her to attention.

Vincent was not just a frivolous playboy. Ever since he saw her peculiar reaction when she received a text by the fountain, he had someone investigate her phone number.

The findings were surprising, “I had someone check your phone records. You’ve been in frequent contact with an unknown number, especially around the time of this advertisement. Who is it, and why is it a restricted number!”

“What right do you have to secretly investigate me? That’s my privacy you’re invading!”

Hearing him say so much suddenly made Stephanie anxious, especially under his intense, questioning gaze. “Stephanie, who asked you to join this advertisement?”

She was on edge; her lips tightly pressed together, not saying a word.

Vincent’s intense scrutiny made her feel incredibly guilty, especially with the recent text flashing through her mind.

sent from Lucy’s phone number was brief. Stay away from Vincent ]

truly came from Lucy herself. In that moment, a chill wind swept through, causing her to turn anxiously, scanning her surroundings. It felt as though countless

feeling like a puppet manipulated by unseen hands, a sensation that filled

replaced by stern seriousness. “Who exactly persuaded you to

betraying a mix of guilt and fear. Standing amidst the bustling, affluent street, she looked around, gasping for breath, and cried out in desperation as her eyes reddened with emotion, “What do you

the dimly lit comer where the black Ferrari parked. She couldn’t shake the feeling that someone there was watching her intently, a sense of dread

leaving him stunned. He hadn’t seen the contents of the text message, but a sense of foreboding crept over him. Instead of chasing after her, he watched as

Stephanie had a fight with Vincent and stormed off. In the end, Vincent left after paying

struck him, prompting Vincent to glance towards the streetlamp on the left side of the alley

was deserted, bathed in the cold, faint

was a black Ferrari slowly

blue dress shirt and trousers adorned his figure. He walked along the street towards the end of the alley where his car was parked, his tall

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coat had been stolen.

now

unlocked it with the keys and cursed softly as he remembered something. In his right hand, he held a distinctly mismatched item–a bright pink ladies‘

her phone and rushed off, leaving even her bag behind, causing Vincent to grumble, “She’s always making a mess for others to clean

seat and quickly started the car. Driving slowly along the main road, he kept

ali avoiding marriage due to their domineering mother. Since childhood, they had sworn to either remain single or marry someone obedient and docile. If the woman was as fierce as their mother, they would not even consider her.

of Stephanie. She was as troublesome

circled the block, but there was still no sign of her. Frustrated, Vincent pulled over

am I supposed to call Ms. Reed now? Aren’t you with her? I remember

you asking so many questions? Do you want me to dock your salary?” Vincent’s irritation was palpable. “Just call her and find out where she is. Go and pick her

Hayes,” the assistant replied

assistant was left bewildered after being yelled at, but knowing his boss had no mercy, they dared not argue and immediately complied.

his prestigious image after this advertisement shoot. One of the employees sighed, “It

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right hand, Vincent gazed at the bustling city with mixed emotions. Suddenly, he didn’t feel like returning to

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