Crossroads

Chapter 312

Three days after Christmas, Stephanie was dragged to the club for shooting practice.

“If I’m not mistaken, there’s a ‘Closed sign hanging outside.” She was annoyed. The entire club was empty, so why on earth did they insist on calling her here for shooting practice?

The burly, muscular head coach from Aurorastra smiled helplessly. “My wife complained all morning that I didn’t take her shopping. Shopping with women for clothes and bags is really exhausting. Now I’m working overtime. This is what you call a blessing in disguise.”

“Is your work arranged just now?” Stephanie became wary. “Who told you to work overtime? Are you working for Dominick?” She thought that scoundrel, Dominick was the big boss of this club.

The coach didn’t say a word. His smile only widened. Although he seemed easygoing, he was very efficient. Stephanie was taken to the shooting range, where holding and aiming the gun bade her arms sore after just a few actions.

Sweating profusely, she gulped down three bottles of mineral water, panting heavily. “When will this end…

She was exhausted physically and mentally. The coach handed her another gun and said, “I heard you’ve trained in karate. We’ll head to the boxing ring afterward.”

Stephanie almost swore out loud. She immediately resented the coach, and her pettiness showed when she reached the boxing ring. She attacked fiercely before he even put on his gloves, landing real blows.

He probably didn’t expect such a powerful punch from her seemingly frail frame and was thrown to the ground within two seconds, looking a bit disheveled. After that, they sparred seriously, and the coach couldn’t treat her as an ordinary woman anymore, or he’d end up in the hospital.

to you,” he said after finishing the session. Both of them joked around,

performed admirably. She was tall and naturally gifted, her

coach honestly commented, “But your eyes betray you. You’re

to wipe the sweat from her forehead and looked up at him

was sharp, cold, and merciless during

contacted her in a long time. There had been no follow–up since she inexplicably asked her to audition for an Innovate Group commercial. Stephanie

asked

at the coach

a regular club shooting

before truthfully replying, “Strictly

asked, “Which country? Aurorastra?”

country,

showed an unusual expression, but he didn’t continue the

side. Perhaps they had developed a bond due to their shared shooting

come by yourself next week?” He had called ber nine times to persuade her to come today, which

easy.

a bad mood.” Stephanie turned her head to look at him, her tone defiant, but it was clear her anger was directed

do I always have to

about it, the angrier she got, especially since this club was owned by Dominick, making everything about it irksome Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to

treatment for depression than any medication? It also makes the mind more

“Oh, so you know I have depression. How delightful. Her words were practically spat out.

coach realized he might have overstepped, but he didn’t seem too concerned. His tone remained light and casual but with an added layer of meaning. “Ms. Reed, you’re indeed talented, but you need to be

turned to look at him, but he was already walking towards the staff passage. She didn’t follow, just watched his steady steps, confirming her suspicion that he wasn’t an ordinary person.