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.”

the others awkwardly tried to smile and say something. Suddenly, Dominick extended his arm and naturally wrapped it around the shoulder of the

touched her skin, Stephanie

them were stunned, not knowing how

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

“flirting with other men would surely anger

was utterly unreasonable, always doing whatever he wanted and scolding her the

this strange atmosphere, everyone suddenly became very

and partners. Dominick maintained his composure, turned to her, and said in a calm tone, “Come

they walked

argue with him in front of so many people that she reluctantly followed his lead. Dominick’s expression remained calm, but his grip on her shoulder tightened, causing her some

him. Stephanie felt every step was stiff and awkward. She didn’t need to look back to know

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center of attention. Standing beside him, Stephanie

like last time when she walked out of Room 502, embarrassed in front of a

freedom. I can go wherever I want. What’s wrong with coming to this club to make

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

All the gossip and whispers will definitely

trying to do?” she gritted her teeth, her voice seething with suppressed anger,

still ignored her.

deciding not to speak to him either.

a saint, but she had numbed herself to his coldness and hurtful

As a husband, he is really terrible.

head lowered, staring blankly at the clean floor. She seemed to forget that it had been a

voice nearby. “Mr. Wellington, everything

her head

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

for it. This model has a recoil suitable for women. I’ll observe your performance first, then teach you the specifics… The head

don’t want to learn this, Stephanie

when her grandfather pampered her, he never let her handle such dangerous things. Now, her fingers felt cold, and she

a cold, commanding voice beside him interjected, “If you

words were