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.”

smile and say something. Suddenly, Dominick extended his arm

touched her skin, Stephanie

few people before them were stunned, not knowing how to

her, Stephanie’s nerves were on edge, her entire

that seeing her here “flirting with other men would surely anger

he wanted and scolding her

atmosphere, everyone suddenly became

subordinates and partners.

in stunned silence as they

him in front of so many people that she reluctantly followed his lead. Dominick’s

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 of

hated being put on display. Just like last time when she walked out of Room 502, embarrassed

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 here. Her words were

pressing their bodies closer together, making it seem as if

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

she gritted her teeth, her voice

ignored her.

not to speak

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

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

sank into a state of dejection, her head lowered, staring blankly at the clean floor. She seemed to forget that it had been a

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

to attention, raising her head only to meet his familiar, deep eyes. Then, a cold, slightly

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recoil suitable for women. I’ll observe your performance

want to learn this, Stephanie stammered,

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 instinctively wanted to hand the weapon back.

could say anything, a cold, commanding voice beside him interjected,

were