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.

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.

Stephanie’s identity, they all worked overnight to verify it. It turned

rich people had nothing better to do than to mess with small employees like them. Unfortunately, Jack drew the short

Eloise was selected. His voice was shallow, hoping Stephanie wouldn’t care too much about the result.

“Why?” she asked.

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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.

boss was adamant that Stephanie shouldn’t be

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

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

then hung up. They really did cut me

That night, Dominick had said, “If you don’t come in tonight, you’ll

never actually promised her that she would get the advertisement. And she had foolishly spent the night with

feeling like she

Lucy, she was at a loss for

delicious this morning. Good food could lift one’s spirits, and

mood.

a transfer of 60 dollars to

was from Dominick, and there

was a request, yet he made

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

measure.

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

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

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hadn’t even asked him why he had moved to

provocation wasn’t enough, so he sent another message: [Vincent said

don’t flatter

it for a pig, a dog, or money, but for you! Don’t think the