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.”

remained silent while Eloise and the others awkwardly tried to smile and say something. Suddenly, Dominick extended his

his hand touched her skin,

were stunned, not knowing

Stephanie’s nerves were on edge, her entire body alert, as if waiting for him to explode and

that seeing her here “flirting with other men would

doing whatever he wanted and scolding her the

atmosphere, everyone suddenly became very

didn’t get angry. At least not in front of the subordinates and partners. Dominick maintained his composure, turned to her, and said in

silence as they walked away,

that she reluctantly followed his

didn’t need 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.

last time when she walked out of Room 502, embarrassed in front of a group of residents.

are we going? Let go of me,” she demanded in a low, angry voice. “I have my own freedom. I can go wherever I want. What’s wrong with coming to this club to make friends? Let go

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

thinking. Damn it! All the gossip and whispers will definitely be aimed at me

trying to do?” she gritted her teeth,

still ignored

not to speak to him

numbed herself to his coldness and hurtful

make me hate you. As a husband, he is really terrible.

state of dejection, her head lowered, staring blankly at the clean floor. She seemed to forget that it had been a long

a while, she heard a voice nearby. “Mr. Wellington,

on her head, she snapped to attention, raising her head only to meet his familiar, deep eyes. Then, a cold, slightly heavy gun was

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