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?”

when he saw her state. Even an idiot could guess what she had been up to last night. Stephanie

my husband!” she shouted suddenly, lifting her head in a burst of emotion and addressing

ever. Why did

shame, she fled back to Room

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

lives right above me! Why does he have to live

he refused to say.

was a contest of coldness, she vowed to be even colder than him, ignoring all these questions and ignoring him.

interrupted on the third day. The advertising team from the Innovate Group called her. “Are the results our?” she asked nervously,

work stuff, Stephanie. Come out and have some fun tonight. Let’s all get together and get to know each other better. We’ll be working together from now on

in three days.

is a necessary part of our industry. 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

get an answer, but the mention

internally for a minute. Then she turned around, quickly went to her room, and changed into more appropriate attire.

an hour later, Stephanie walked into a spacious club on

quiet because it was so large

always been most intrigued by this club and clamored to see it. Vincent had told her that Dominick had opened this club purely for his own entertainment. The club spanned over 50,000 square feet and had just over 1,000 anonymous members, with a staff of over 1,000 providing highly private and professional one–on–one

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

exclusive place wasn’t open to anyone. As expected, as soon as Stephanie approached the counter, two polite security

ID. Even the security guards looked tall, bandsome, and fit, like male models or

calmly. She wasn’t a

The staff’s refusal was polite but firm, in line with

door opened, and a male

said impatiently, his tone reproachful. “Hurry up. With this attitude, how