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.

she was about to 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. It turned out to be true. She

mess with small employees like them. Unfortunately, Jack drew the short straw last night and was

end, Eloise was selected. His voice was shallow, hoping Stephanie wouldn’t care too

“Why?” she asked.

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explained, “Ms. Reed, you know how it is… It’s company 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 wanted to choose

was adamant that Stephanie shouldn’t

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had it that they were planning to divorce and had been fighting. When bosses fight,

but eventually ran out of things to say, leading to an

said icily, then hung up. They

she couldn’t compete with Eloise professionally, still… That night, Dominick had said, “If

promised her that she would get the advertisement. And

darkened, feeling like she had been

Lucy, she was at a loss

vexed, she figured she might be famished, finding the croissant particularly delicious this morning. Good food could lift one’s spirits, and she was

mood.

a transfer of 60 dollars to her bank

Dominick, and

was a request, yet he made it

bring you breakfast?] She added a punching emoji for good

measure.

and was not easily

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

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hadn’t even asked him why he had moved to

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

[Dominick, don’t

the screen, 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 think the world revolves around you. You’re not that important.”