Crossroads

"Dominick!" Stephanie abruptly opened her eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and wiped the sweat from her forehead, it was just a dream.

It was still that nightmare, the year she went camping on the outskirts during her high school graduation trip.

As the sunset approached, she was suddenly attacked by five rough bandits. They covered her mouth and dragged her into the depths of the mountains, tearing at her clothes.

She was so frightened that she was shaking, and she only knew that a man was running towards her in a hurry.

"He seemed injured." She sat up against the headboard, her brows furrowed, recalling that unwanted memory.

Stephanie's mind was a mess. She ran her hand through her long hair and couldn't remember anything.

She was only 17 then, and too many unfortunate things happened that year. Her father brought his mistress home, her mother committed suicide in prison, and she and her aunt left the Reed family to live alone. She tried to adapt, but reality didn't give her a moment to catch her breath, instead thrusting her into such a brutal scene.

"Did Dominick save me? Her mind was foggy. She really wanted to ask him those questions, but she had never dared to bring them up.

Stephanie instinctively looked to her side, her expression darkening.

Dominick had been back in the country for almost a week but hadn't returned even once.

"What is he busy with?"

She remembered the last time he took her to the basement of the casino in the east of the city. He seemed eager to find someone.

Her eyes darkened slightly. 'He is always like this, keeping so many secrets. Doesn't it tire him out?!

Stephanie got out of bed and went to the bathroom to freshen up. She had been moping around at home for a whole week, and today, she wanted to go somewhere.

"Where do you think he went?"

Vincent paced restlessly in his office on the top floor of his company. "Dominick has turned the whole city upside down, but there is still no sign of him."

"If he doesn't want to be found, even Dominick can't do anything about it."

Scott sat on the sofa, drinking coffee. He pondered, "It's kinda odd, isn't it? Six whole years in the hospital at Aurorastra, then he wakes up out of the blue, and now he's vanished into thin air."

Vincent was still pretty jittery, reaching for the coffee on the table and taking a big gulp.

"Scott, do you think he's been a vegetable for too long, and something's wrong with his brain?" Vincent suspected that something was wrong with him.

Otherwise, how could he leave without a word, leaving them to keep searching for him?

Scott smiled helplessly, "Vincent, don't ever forget who he is, and stop worrying. He slept for so many years. Maybe some things are weighing on his mind."

"A man like him is even more difficult to understand than Dominick. What could he possibly be concerned about?" Vincent's face darkened, Chapter 93

complaining. "He's really a weirdo.

"Oh, there's something I need to do." Vincent's brain flashed with inspiration. He suddenly remembered an important matter today. Hel quickly grabbed his phone to compose a message.

"Stephanie?" Scott saw his sneaky expression and curiously peeked at his phone screen. He was texting Dominick.

The next second, Scott sighed, shook his head, and said coolly, "Vincent, you do like asking for trouble."

Hemused. "He's got the guts to tease Dominick about Stephanie. It's like he's got a death wish or something'

Vincent tapped and sent the message righteously.

Looking up, he grinned slyly. "Stephanie, that vixen has been throwing her weight around in front of me all the time. Today is a special day, and I want to take the opportunity to get back on her."

"Vincent, don't you know Dominick took Stephanie to the basement last week?"

Scott's silver-rimmed glasses gleamed. He smiled gently, gloating about Vincent's misfortune.

Vincent's triumphant smile froze instantly and became tense. "That's not possiblell

"How could Dominick bear to take her to that place?' he thought.

"I had called Mr. George Wellington to confirm. Stephanie was scared pale that day."

It meant she had ticked off Dominick again, When Vincent heard this, his heart suddenly filled with despair, thinking, “'I'm doomed.

He stared at the message he had just sent, hating himself for being impulsive and wondering why SMS couldn't be retracted.

"Stephanie, remember today is April Fool! If Dominick finds you, you just say..." Stephanie sat in the car, her phone buzzing incessantly. Just as she pressed the answer button, an eerie howling echoed from the other end of the line.

After a while, there was interference disrupted the call with hissing sounds, and then the call was hung up.

Stephanie stared blankly at her phone. She thought, 'It's probably too remote here, so it has no signal.Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

"What's gotten into Vincent just now?" she couldn't help but grumble.

Without much thought, she turned her head to look out of the car window at the vast expanse of fresh farmland. Farmers were bent over, planting rice in the fields, and the surroundings were tranquil and peaceful.

Stephanie's gaze suddenly fell on an old locust tree ahead. As if remembering something, she shouted to the driver, "Stop here."

She got out of the car and walked to the tree, reaching out to touch its deep brown, rough bark. The trunk was thick and sturdy. "It may be a hundred years old, she thought.

"This locust tree looks a bit like the one in front of the high school gate in Caelorium In the past, she used to love climbing trees to hide from those relentless suitors at school, and also...

"Mrs. Wellington, it seems like it's going to rain soon," the driver suddenly shouted from the car, interrupting her thoughts.

"Okay." Stephanie stopped her reveries and immediately returned to the car.

Looking up to the horizon, the wind surged, and the sky gradually darkened.

Before long, dazzling lightning streaked across the sky, thunder rumbling. The rain came suddenly, with large faindrops tailing incessantly.

"Mrs. Wellington, do we still need to go to the nursing home now?" The driver in front was worried as he watched the torrential rain.

Stephanie looked at the pouring rain outside the car window. Even the air felt chilly.

"Let's head home," she said indifferently, propping her chin with her right hand.

She thought, 'Forget it. With this kind of weather, it's best to head back home and spare Grandpa the worry.

The driver turned the steering wheel.

Because of the heavy rain, he didn't dare to drive too fast.

But suddenly, a black Bugatti came speeding towards them, frightening the driver into immediately stepping on the brakes.

The car suddenly stopped, and Stephanie was startled.

"Driving so fast in this heavy rain, what a lunatic!" She cursed angrily under her breath.

She turned around to look out the car window fiercely, wanting to see who the unethical jerk was.

However, the rain blurred the window, om making it difficult to see clearly Stephanie could or black Bugatti on the opposite side vaguely see the also stopping and a man getting out of the car.

His figure seemed somewhat familiar,