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.

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Jack felt his heart racing uncontrollably and stammered, “Mr. Wellington… Hello, it’s an honor to meet you.”

Dominick extended his arm and naturally wrapped it around the shoulder of

touched her skin,

people before them were stunned, not

look at her, Stephanie’s nerves were on edge, her entire body alert, as if waiting for him to

her here “flirting with other men would surely anger him

and scolding her the moment he opened his mouth.

everyone suddenly became very cautious.

angry. At least not in front of the subordinates and partners. Dominick maintained

others watched in stunned silence as they walked away,

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,

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

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was, he, was always the center of attention. Standing beside him, Stephanie felt no sense of vanity that other women might. She

being put on display. Just like last time when she walked out of Room

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

was furious, thinking. Damn it! All the gossip and whispers will definitely

you trying to do?” she gritted her teeth, her

still ignored her.

not to speak to him either.

was never a saint, but she had numbed herself to his coldness and hurtful actions, always making excuses for him that he just didn’t remember

As a husband, he is really

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

a voice nearby. “Mr. Wellington, everything

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

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Stephanie stammered, her voice tinged

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