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.”

something. Suddenly, Dominick extended his arm and naturally wrapped

moment his hand touched her

before them were stunned, not knowing how to react.

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

thought that seeing her here “flirting with other men would surely anger him again.

utterly unreasonable, always doing whatever he wanted and scolding

strange atmosphere, everyone suddenly became very cautious.

not in front of the subordinates and partners. Dominick maintained his

others watched in stunned silence as they

many people that she reluctantly followed his lead. Dominick’s expression remained

didn’t need to look back to know countless curious and

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he, was always the center of attention. Standing beside him, Stephanie felt no sense of

Just like last time when she walked out of Room

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 of me. I like it

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

and

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

still ignored her.

lips, deciding not to speak

to his coldness and hurtful actions, always making

Don’t make me hate you. As a husband,

blankly at the clean floor. She seemed to forget that

voice nearby. “Mr. Wellington, everything is

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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recoil suitable for women. I’ll observe

Stephanie stammered, her voice tinged

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

looked at her, puzzled. Before he could say anything, a cold, commanding voice beside him interjected, “If you can’t get the hang of it,

words were non–negotiable.