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.

that was sent from Lucy’s phone number was brief. Stay

Stephanie wasn’t certain if it 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 eyes were fixed upon her.

was clearly monitoring her every move, leaving her feeling like a puppet manipulated by unseen hands, a sensation that filled her with both

replaced by

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 all want from me? What are you all

Ferrari parked. She couldn’t shake the feeling that someone there was watching her intently, a sense

back and dashed away, leaving him stunned. He hadn’t seen the contents of the text message, but a

were puzzled. However, they simply assumed that Stephanie had a fight with Vincent and stormed off. In the

towards the streetlamp on the left side

alley was deserted, bathed in the cold, faint light of the streetlamp with no sign of any pedestrians,

area attentively, but all he saw was a

thinly clad form–only a deep 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 and handsome silhouette exuding

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had been stolen.

cold before this, and now she’s in the cold wind again. How troublesome.”

his car, Vincent unlocked it with the keys and cursed softly as he remembered something. In his right hand, he held a

behind, causing Vincent to grumble, “She’s always

started the car. Driving slowly along the main road, he kept glancing out of

mother. Since childhood, they had sworn to either remain single or marry someone obedient and docile. If the woman was as fierce

soured at the thought of Stephanie. She was as troublesome as his

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

now? Aren’t you with her? I remember

was palpable. “Just call her and find out where she is. Go and pick her up, then bring her back to the

Hayes,” the assistant replied obediently.

but knowing his boss had no mercy, they

had lost his prestigious image after this advertisement shoot. One of the employees sighed, “It doesn’t feel like the rumored sugar daddy

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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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