Crossroads

Chapter 295

When Stephanie woke up the next morning, her right hand felt useless. Her right arm ached terribly, and she doubted she had the strength to hold cutleries.

A surge of resentment rushed to her head. She glared at the ceiling for a while, vowing that if she had a gun right now, she’d shoot a few big holes into it.

“If you can’t get the hang of it, you’re not going anywhere tonight, that voice echoed in her mind, sending her blood pressure soaring. Dominick, you bastard!”

If it weren’t for her karate training from a young age, an ordinary woman wouldn’t have been able to endure it. It felt like he was rushing to see results, or maybe he was just toying with her,

The club’s head shooting coach had even asked for her phone number. With a friendly expression, this burly coach told her, “Don’t forget to come next week.”

“Why?” she asked.

“Ms. Reed, don’t make it hard for me. The coach looked at her with pure eyes for so long that she eventually felt guilty and agreed.

Stephanie suddenly realized that Dominick had always been adept at bullying her. She hadn’t forgotten how he had deliberately hired two maids from poor rural areas to deal with ber when she lived at the Wellington Villa. The maids would look at her with innocent eyes and say pitifully. “Please don’t make it hard for us. Stephanie felt like if she didn’t comply, shed be struck by lightning.

Thinking about the past, a mixture of emotions surged through her.

Still filled with resentment, Stephanie brushed her teeth with her left hand, washed her face with her left hand, and scrolled/ through her phone with her left hand.

Now practically a cripple from last night’s exertion, all she wanted was to find some food to fill her stomach. Without eating her low blood sugar would make her mood even worse.

Stephanie quickly changed into casual clothes and prepared to head to a restaurant across from her apartment complex for breakfast.

phone rang. It was someone from the production team of the Innovate Group, an employee

they all worked overnight to verify it. It turned out to be true.

that Stephanie had joined the group event out of boredom. These rich people had nothing better to do than to mess with small employees like them. Unfortunately, Jack drew the short straw last

His voice was shallow, hoping Stephanie wouldn’t care too

“Why?” she asked.

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policy. After all, Eloise is professional model with a stable track record. Actually, your performance was great. Everyone thought you did really well, honestly. We all

their big boss was adamant

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and had

Stephanie with praise but eventually ran out of things

understand.” Stephanie said icily, then hung up.

compete with Eloise professionally, still… That night, Dominick had said, “If you don’t come in tonight, you’ll be cut

would get the advertisement. And

feeling like she had been played

at a loss for

famished, finding the croissant particularly delicious this morning. Good food could lift one’s spirits, and she was just starting to feel

mood.

a transfer of 60 dollars to her

Dominick, and there was a message: [Bring

request, yet he made it

you’re dreaming. Why should I bring you breakfast?] She added a punching emoji

measure.

was not

Group office. You live here to be near me, don’t you?

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further, gripping her phone as anger simmered. She hadn’t even asked him why he had moved to this old neighborhood, and now

enough, so he sent another message: [Vincent said you pushed yourself so hard for this commercial

don’t flatter

then she grabbed her phone and yelled into it, “I would do it for a pig, a dog, or money, but for you! Don’t