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

touched her skin, Stephanie

few people before them were stunned, not

edge, her entire body alert, as

“flirting with other men would surely anger him again.

always doing whatever he wanted and

this strange atmosphere, everyone suddenly became very

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

they walked away,

didn’t want to 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,

step was stiff and awkward. She didn’t need to look back to know

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him, Stephanie felt no sense of vanity that other women

walked out of Room 502, embarrassed in front of a group

my own freedom. I can go wherever I want. What’s wrong with coming

grip only tightened pressing their bodies closer together, making it seem as if she was

All the gossip and whispers will definitely be aimed at me

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

still ignored her.

not to speak

numbed herself to his coldness and

As a

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

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

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 her delicate

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learn this, Stephanie stammered, her voice tinged with

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, and she

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

were