Cross Roads

Chapter 150 Stephanie earnestly made a glass of kiwi juice and returned to the living room, only to find Dominick and the others were gone, Ouily Vincent was sitting in the vast and luxurious room, looking rather foolish "What's gotten into you?" Stephanie placed the juice on the table, then turned to scrutinize him for a while. The usually playful Vincent seemed uncharacteristically serious.

Vincent glanced at her briefly but didn't respond..

"Hey, what's up with you? Stephanie found him odd. He was fine just a moment ago. She naturally sat beside him and asked, "What did Dominick say to you earlier?" "Stephanie, don't sit so close to me." Vincent's face was complicated, and the instinctively moved a seat away from her, maintaining an arm's length distance.

"What are you pretending?" Stephanie shouted at him, stretched out her right foot, and kicked his new shoes several times. "You were calling my stuffed roast ugly earlier, weren't you? Now you're acting all composed and reserved.

"Ouch! Stephanie, you're going to break my food!" Vincent's handsface twisted in pain as he pulled his foot lack, yelling at her. "I don't know you that well. You witch, stay away from me! Stephanie raised an eyebrow, stopped her violent antics, but squirted at him. “Vincent, have you lost your mind?".

Why was he suddenly avoiding her when he hadn't been distant before? Vincent glared at her with a dark expression and grated his treilt, emphasizing "Stephanie, letbe clear, I have no interest in a barbaric and violent woman like you. Don't get any romantic ideas" Who would like a womanizer like you? Stephanie found it hilarious.

Vincent continued to glare. "Dominick thinks What did Dominick say to you with a stern face just now?" she asked. Vincent ground his teeth in anger, pressed his lips, and fell silent. Dominick had asked him why Stephanie seemed so natural around him Vincent figured it was probably because Stephanie, that troublemaker, had been squabbling with him again.

"Of all the women he could marry, he chose a troublemaker, Vincent muttered resentfully through gritted teeth. "If he had married Hayley, everything would have been perfect...

"What about Hayley!" Stephanie's tone instantly turned cold. Reaching out, she grabbed Vincent's sie with a firm grip, which choked "You... Vincent choked out, quickly protecting his delicate neck Her face drew close, an ominous look in her eyes. "Vincent, what did you say about Hayley just now? You'd better cclean, or don't blme for getting rough with you since no one's around." "What grudge do you have against Hayley?" Vincent caught his breath and gave her a cold look.

"I just do." Stephanie admitted bluntly.

Vincent glanced towards the door of the living room. Dominick had been called to the lotus pond pavilion by George, and Hayley was probably with them discussing the Pearsons.

Turning back to the woman in front of him, whose face was tense with anger, he raised an eyebrow and teased, "Stephanie, are you jealous?" Her expression soured, and she turned away, changing the subject. "Hayley cinto the kitchen earlier and talkedabout Scott and Chloe's impending divorce." "That's all!" Seeing that Dominick and the others hadn't returned yet, Vincent mysteriously asked her, "Dominick already told you to stay out of it Why do you care if they get divorced? Do you feel insecure because you're not good at anything?" "Hayley isn't exactly innocent either. Stephanie retorted and scowled, unwilling to say more.

"Hayley is not a pampered rich girl from birth like you. She worked her way up to becthe general manager of the Innovate Group's Aurelia Chapter 150 division." Vincent lectured, picking up a piece of roasted meat with his fork and tossing it into his mouth. He chewed it and continued. "Stephanie. don't be so petty and jealous. Hayley got where she is through her own merit. She has no ill intentions." Stephanie fell silent, an unusual stillness that made Vincent feel a bit uneasy. Though the roasted meat was overly salty and not very tasty, he had seen her working hard in the kitchen.

"Dominick ctobecause he thinks we're getting too close, Vincent said, sipping the water on the table, thinking the meat was too salty. He glared at her in frustration. Besides, no matter how capable or favored Hayley is by the Wellingtons, Dominick would never get involved with her. He would never steal his friend's girl" "Which friend" Stephanie was momentarily stunned and wanted to ask more, but several servants dashed by outside the living room.

They exchanged glances, their faces growing serious as they realized something was wrong. Standing up from the sofa simultaneously, they called out. What happened?" "Get a doctor, now!" As Stephanie and Vincent stepped outside, they could hear George's frail yet anxious voice shouting orders. At the end of the corridor near the lotus pond, servants were running around in a panic, their faces etched with worry.

Stephanie's heart raced. She had never seen the old man so flustered before.

"I'll go check it out," Vincent quickly said, and without concern for his image, he sprinted towards the pavilion.

int with twins and feeling especially heavy, dared not run. She hurried after him as fast as she could, her steps Stephanie, five months pregnant w somewhat unsteady.

"What on earth had happened so suddenly? she thought.

"Dominick, are you alright! You're breaking out in a cold sweat. Your face is pale. Don't say you're fine, just sit down and rest. The doctor will be here soon." It was Hayley's voice, filled with anxious concern as she tried to persuade the man beside her.

Dominick stood facing the lotus pond, his brows tightly knit, not saying a word. His hands gripped the carved wooden railing as if enduring sgreat pain

"I told you to go to Serenburg immediately! What are you still doing here?" The once serene lotus pond now carried a chilling atmosphere, and before long, George's urgent, desperate roar echoed again. George was furious, his cane thudding against the floor in frustration, his tone filled with helpless anger.

Stephanie stood frozen, watching as Vincent urgently lowered his voice to ask questions, seeing George's helpless fury and Hayley's earnest attempts to persuade. Why were they all so tense?

She didn't understand. She remembered that Dominick had hada caught a cold and had a high fever stago. She had hurried to help him in the dining room, and George's reaction had been calm, merely advising him to take care. But now... "Dominick, what happened to you?" She gazed at the familiar and distinguished figure ahead, her vision gradually blurring She didn't move closer. Standing about several feet away, she feh an invisible barrier keep her from stepping forward.

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