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, Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

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.

enter the restaurant, her phone rang. It was someone from the production team of the Innovate Group, an employee named Jack. “Ms. Reed, the advertisement. The results

overnight to verify it.

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 night and was responsible for reporting the results to her

end, Eloise was selected. His voice was shallow,

“Why?” she asked.

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“Ms. Reed, you know how it is… It’s company policy. After all, Eloise is professional model with

big boss was adamant that Stephanie shouldn’t be

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and had been fighting. When bosses

showering Stephanie with praise but eventually ran out of things to say, leading

up. They really did cut

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

actually promised her that she would get the advertisement. And she had foolishly spent the

face darkened, feeling like she

was at a loss

Good food could lift one’s spirits, and she was just starting to feel better when her

mood.

saw a transfer of 60 dollars to her

it was from Dominick, and there was a

request, yet he made it sound like an order.

Why should I bring you breakfast?] She added a

measure.

Dominick had seen it all and was not easily intimidated by a mere emoji.

King typed: [This apartment complex is close to the Innovate Group office. You live here to be near me, don’t

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even asked him why he had

[Vincent said

[Dominick, don’t

she grabbed her phone and yelled into it, “I would do it for a pig, a dog, or money, but for you! Don’t think the world revolves around you. You’re not that important.” She almost added, I could forget you in a heartbeat! But she