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.”

and say something. Suddenly, Dominick extended his

his hand touched her skin, Stephanie

before them were stunned, not knowing how

were on edge, her entire body alert, as if waiting for him to explode and scold

her here “flirting with

doing whatever he wanted and scolding her the moment he opened

strange atmosphere, everyone suddenly

he didn’t get angry. At least not in front of the subordinates and partners. Dominick maintained

in stunned silence as they walked away, not daring

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

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

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him, Stephanie felt no sense

being put on display. Just like last time when she walked out of Room 502, embarrassed in front of a group of

go wherever I want. What’s wrong with coming

his arm, but his grip only tightened pressing their bodies closer together,

thinking. Damn it! All the gossip and whispers will

gritted her teeth, her voice

ignored her.

not to

coldness and hurtful actions, always making excuses for him that he just didn’t remember

hate you. As

seemed to forget that it had been a long time since

voice nearby. “Mr. Wellington, everything

a pair of specially designed noise–canceling headphones was placed on her head, she snapped to attention, raising her head only to meet his familiar, deep eyes. Then, a cold, slightly heavy gun was placed in

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learn this, Stephanie stammered, her voice tinged

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

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

words were non–negotiable.