Crossroads

Chapter 291

There wasn’t even a trace of lingering warmth left from an embrace after they had gone to bed. What did this even mean?

“Damn it, what does he take me for?” Stephanie cursed under her breath at the ceiling of room 302. She was angry, but her eyes were filled with confusion and frustration.

Last night, Dominick had despicably coerced her into his room. His actions were hasty and demanding. He hadn’t turned on the lights, so she couldn’t see his expression clearly. Exhausted, he had fallen asleep. Her mind had been a tangled mess. and truthfully, she had felt a bit of longing.

When she woke up, the pillow beside her was cold. He had already left.

Still groggy. Stephanie noticed the clothes scattered on the floor. Her heart was

in turmoil, filled with mixed emotions. She grabbed her long coat and quickly fled. She had forgotten to wear underwear the night before, which played right into his hands as if she had served herself up on a silver platter. It was infuriating.

Her hair was disheveled, and she wrapped herself in the coat as she hurried out. She looked truly pitiful.

Just as she stepped out, the elevator across the hall chimed, and a group of residents walked out and bumped into her.

Stephanie blushed as the residents‘ eyes filled with suggestive disdain. The property manager, who had been patrolling the night before, passed by and said. “Ms. Reed, don’t you live in 402 I couldn’t find you with the spare key last night. You didn’t go home to sleep?”

guess what she had been up to last night. Stephanie lowered her head, wishing she

suddenly, lifting her head in a

is the worst husband ever. Why did I marry someone

shame, she fled back to Room 102, locked the door, and

hid for two days, not wanting to see anyone. She didn’t even order takeout. Probably because she had eaten too many frozen meals and her brain felt undernourished, every time she looked up while lounging in the living room watching TV

lives right above me! Why does he have to live here?”

he refused

a contest of coldness, she vowed to be even colder

plan to be a recluse was interrupted on the third day. The advertising team from the Innovate Group called her. “Are the results our?”

Stephanie. Come out and have some fun tonight. Let’s all get together and get to know

results in three days. She was

You should know the rules by now. Besides, we’re not those shady types. Eloise and the others are here, too. It’ll be good for you to meet some bigwigs. Hurry up and come to the club”

could get an answer, but the mention of

at the burritos on the coffee table, struggling internally for a minute. Then she turned around, quickly went

walked into a spacious club on the north side of the city that seemed

club was quiet because it was so large and had few

her that Dominick had opened this club purely for his own entertainment. The club spanned over 50,000 square feet and

shooting range and even offered equestrian lessons at a company–owned stable. All the

as soon as Stephanie approached the counter, two polite

Even the security guards looked tall, bandsome, and

My friends are having a gathering, and was invited, Stephanie responded calmly. She wasn’t a novice. She knew that many high–end clubs the Wellington familly

only members are allowed inside. The staff’s refusal was polite but

considering who to ask for help. Just then, the main door opened, and a male employee from the Innovate Group, the one who had called her earlier, walked

reproachful. “Hurry up. With this attitude, how do you expect to survive in this industry?” As he spoke, he reached out to grab her.