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.”

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

moment his hand touched her skin,

people before them were stunned, not knowing how to

edge, her entire

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

doing whatever he wanted and scolding her the moment he opened his mouth.

this strange atmosphere, everyone suddenly became very cautious.

of the subordinates and partners. Dominick maintained

the others watched in stunned silence as they walked

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

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

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Dominick was, he, was always the center of attention. Standing beside him, Stephanie felt

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

she demanded in a low, angry voice. “I have my own freedom. I can go wherever I want. What’s wrong with

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

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

her teeth, her voice seething with

still ignored her.

lips, deciding not to speak to him either.

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

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

at the clean floor. She seemed to forget that it had been a long time since she had been this

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

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

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you can try firing at the target before you get a feel for it. This model has a recoil suitable for women. I’ll observe your performance first, then teach you the specifics… The head coach at the shooting range addressed her in awkwardly accented Aurithian.

don’t want to learn this, Stephanie stammered,

brave she 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,

Before he could say anything, a cold, commanding voice beside him interjected, “If you can’t

words were