Crossroads

Chapter 293

Jack was in a great mood tonight. He had just done a huge favor for Simon, an important client of the company. The project he was tracking seemed to be going smoothly. He approached with a big grin. “Congratulations, Stephanie! You’re about to enter the entertainment industry. Mr. Gower saw the advertisement you filmed and thinks your demeanor is perfect for at Republic–era drama he’s investing in. You should thank Mr. Gower

Stephanie stood rigidly, her expression complex, and didn’t respond. Meanwhile, Simon and Eloise also had strange looks, as if they hadn’t heard a word Jack said.

Jack was puzzled when, suddenly, a deep, unfamiliar voice from his left asked, “And how should she thank him?”

Unfazed. Jack smiled and began instructing. “Of course, she should work hard for Mr. Gower… As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced casually at the man with a strong presence standing to his left. Instantly, his face froze, his expression turning stiff. He was so shocked that his lips twitched as if he had a muscle spasm.

“Mr. Wellington,” Jack called out.

He screamed inwardly, ‘It’s Dominick! What is he doing here?”

Jack stared at the man before him, too nervous to breathe.

Having worked at the Innovate Group for eight years, he knew how vast and complex the company was. Although there were many leaders in charge of different regions and sectors, the head honcho was just one man.

Jack had attended the company’s annual gala once and had seen Dominick from afar, a memory that left a deep impression.

Dominick was the kind of person you’d never forget once you laid eyes on him. That momentum and innately noble and intimidating, with a hint of ruthlessness.

presence w

Jack felt his heart racing uncontrollably and stammered, “Mr. Wellington… Hello, it’s an honor to meet you.”

Suddenly, Dominick extended his arm and naturally wrapped it

touched her skin, Stephanie shivered.

people before them were stunned, not

were on edge, her entire body alert, as if waiting for

with other men would surely

he wanted and scolding

everyone suddenly became very

of the subordinates and partners. Dominick maintained his composure, turned to her, and said in a calm tone, “Come with me.”

stunned silence as they walked away, not daring

people that she reluctantly followed his lead. Dominick’s expression remained calm, but his

need to look back to

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was always the center of attention. Standing beside him, Stephanie felt no sense of vanity that other women might. She just felt uncomfortable.

time when she walked out of

I can go wherever I want. What’s wrong

his arm, but his grip only tightened pressing their bodies closer together, making it seem as if she was willingly leaning into his chest.

All the gossip and whispers will definitely be aimed at

are you trying to do?” she gritted her teeth, her voice seething with suppressed anger, almost ready to explode.

still ignored her.

not

a saint, but she had numbed herself to his coldness and hurtful actions, always making excuses for him that he just

thought. Don’t make me hate you. As a husband, he

She seemed to forget that it had been a long

heard a voice nearby. “Mr. Wellington, everything

raising her head only to meet his familiar, deep eyes. Then, a cold, slightly heavy gun was placed

the weapon in her hand, her expression lagging for a half–second. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the

firing at the target before you get a feel for it. This model has a recoil suitable for women. I’ll observe your

Stephanie stammered, her voice tinged with panic.

was, she was still an ordinary person. Even when her grandfather pampered her, he never let her handle such dangerous things. Now, her fingers felt cold, and she

voice beside him interjected, “If you can’t get the hang of it, you’re not going anywhere tonight.”

words were