Cross Roads

Chapter 102 As dusk fell, the crowded commercial street was bustling and the traffic was congested. The largest commercial bar in the center of the square was particularly dazzling with flashing neon lights, and it was incredibly lively. "Dominick, is something bothering you?" Compared to the lively dance floor in the bar, the counter on the east side bar was relatively quiet, with few people daring to cnear Vincent hesitated for a long tbefore summoning the courage to speak. “Dominick, you shouldn't drink so much. Those frequent migraines you've been having could be due to an old injury. This isn't something to take lightly....

Dominick, who was sitting to the left, raised his glass and downed it all in one go. He then looked over coldly at Vincent with narrowed eyes.

When Vincent saw that, a chill ran down his spine, and he immediately stopped talking.

t weren't for the fact that Scott's family affairs, he wouldn't have had to face such a gloomy Dominick alone.

Vincent knew Dominick hated it when people brought up his old injuries, so he quickly changed the subject. "By the way, Dominick, have you got any news about Oscar?" Dominick replied, "Can't find him.” As he thought of his friend, his frown deepened, and he poured himself another half glass of whiskey, feeling increasingly irritated.

Vincent raised an eyebrow and muttered, “How odd. He finally woke up, and now he's disappeared." But Oscar Dixon had always been an oddball. Although they had known him since childhood, no one truly understood him. Vincent especially remembered every the competed with Oscar, he would always get outsmarted.

As Scott mentioned, Oscar didn't like being disturbed and even Dominick couldn't do anything about it. Vincent couldn't help but wonder what exactly Oscar was up to.

When he turned to look at Dominick again, he was surprised to see Dominick put down his glass and stare intently at a group of attractive women across the room.

Those women across from them were wearing fisstockings and tight red strapless dresses, their heavily made-up faces smiling brightly as they glanced over at them, One of the women leaned against the bar, slightly lifting her right leg to reveal a long stretch of her thigh. It was clear that the people here were players.

Did Dominick want a hookup? The thought immediately popped into Vincent's mind.

Yet, the next moment, Vincent realized how silly the idea was, as the five bodyguards in the corner would definitely chase the women away if they dared to ccloser.

"Actually, women can be easily moved by spending money on them," Vincent suddenly said.

Sure enough, Dominick turned to look at Vincent.

"Who knows who wrote that garbage, but those women all believe that men who are willing to spend money on them are their true love," Vincent continued, seriously preaching, Chapter 102 For people like them, spending money was the easiest and simplest way. If a woman was hard to get, they just had to spend more on jewels and houses. There wasn't a woman they couldn't persunde.

As Dominick considered the idea of spending money on her, he gripped his crystal glass and swirled the strong liquor in it, looking thoughtful Vincent, with a poker face, commented sarcastically, "However, there is a type of woman who's an exception. Maybe she's just got too much nutrition and too thick-skinned." He pondered, 'But it's not entirely Stephanie's fault. Her system was a bit messed up. Dominick never chased after her and never sweet talked her. He just took her straight to Wellington Villa.' Vincent then suggested, “You could send her sjewelry or spend more twith her..." The way he said it made it seem as if women were inherently insecure and always craved company, Even though Dominick didn't say it, Vincent could easily guess that it was because of what happened in the basement last tthat Stephanie was afraid of him.

Vincent realized how contradictory Dominick was. He obviously liked her, but he chose to scare her and then brooded over it himself.

"Maybe after Stephanie has the baby, you two could go on a honeymoon..." Vincent offered a good suggestion. Dominick's eyes widened momentarily. He parted his lips slightly, about to ask a question when the phone on the bar suddenly started vibrating.

Vincent looked at the unknown number on the screen and excitedly asked, "Is it Oscar calling?" Very few people knew Dominick's number and this unknown caller...

They were all worried about Oscar's condition. After all, he had been severely injured that year and had been in a vegetative state at Aurorastra for so many years. He must have lingering issues.

Dominick's face grew stern, and he tapped the phone to pick up the call.

He didn't speak, and the person on the other end, seemingly very excited, immediately raised their voice and asked, "Hello, are you Dominion?" It was an unfamiliar voice, and the tone seemed somewhat ingratiating.

The voice on the other end was quite loud, as if afraid Dominick hadn't heard clearly. Vincent, who was sitting beside him, could also clearly hear the n"Dominion." This was Dominick's Eldranian name.

"Yes," Dominick responded indifferently.

The person on the other end beceven more excited upon hearing his voice and said, "Dominion, hello, I am from Calorium's Elite High School, X5 class, 301. You used to be our teaching assistant...

"We're organizing a class reunion next week. Would you like to join us?" The caller paused as if afraid of being refused and then emphasized earnestly. "It's not just our class, but other students from the syear. Many of them are now prominent figures in society, and they all really want to meet..." Dominick lost his patience and coldly said, "I'm not going." The person on the other end felt awkward upon hearing his cold tone. "Dominion, I heard you're from Havencrest. Our reunion is at the Chapter 102 Blossom Club in Havencrest..." Then, a loud smack resounded, and the conversation ended abruptly because Dominick had hung up and slammed the phone onto the bar counter.

Vincent wasn't surprised to see him cut off the call. There were always plenty of business moguls seeking his company, let alone these young newcomers.

But thinking back to the past, he still couldn't understand.

Vincent wondered, 'Why did Dominick suddenly beca teaching assistant at Caelorium High School that year? Those students must have been terrified when they found out who he was...

His expression then suddenly stiffened as he remembered Stephanie was also a student in that year.

Meanwhile, Dominick gripped his glass, feeling even more irritated by the call.

All he could think about was how troublesit was to pursue women.

On the other hand, the phone in the bedroom kept ringing.

Stephanie, who was still applying lotion in the bathroom, heard the ringing and rushed out.

She moved quickly, seemingly worried about missing something.

"Molly?" It was already eleven o'clock when Stephanie answered the call and heard Molly's voice. She had thought it was Dominick calling "Sorry to call so late and interrupt you two." Molly's voice sounded down, obviously in a bad mood.

"He hasn't chyet," Stephanie replied. She then worriedly asked, "What's the matter? Is something wrong?" Molly didn't hold back anymore and shouted angrily, “Stephanie, I'm telling you, I feel like I'm going to explode!!" Stephanie was left speechless after hearing her.

Molly continued, "I'm at my breaking point. Since your husband isn't hyet, just be a good friend and letvent. I need to get this off my chest.

"Do you have any idea how awful my mom is? Today, she calledhto discuss my brother's wedding. told her 'd spent all my money on the E down payment and had only six thousand dollars left. She then immediately scoldedfor not consulting her before buying a house....

"Do you know what happened in the end? My mom, my good-for-nothing brother, and my stepfather all ganged up on me, demanding that I hand over the keys to my apartment. They said my brother didn't need to buy a new house and could just use my apartment as his new home..." "Did you actually give it to them?" Stephanie was stunned.

"You should have seen the look of disdain on my brother's fiancée's face. She said in my apartment isn the city center, and at only 860 square feet. It's too small. She has no idea how I struggled to cup with the down payment. She really thinks buying a house in Havencrest is that easy. Molly was livid. As she spoke, her usually optimistic demeanor began to falter, and she admitted, "Stephanie, I'm really exhausted.

"When I went abroad for university on a full scholarship, more than half of the students were rich kids who bought their way in. I worked part- Chapter 102 tto support myself, getting up at four in the moming to study while they were partying and buying their degrees. Sometimes, I think no matter how hard I try, I can't catch up from a disadvantaged start...

"And now, just when I finally have my own place, it's being taken from me." Stephanie's mond turned somber as well. "Molly, ignore them. The property is in your name. Why should you do what they say?" "I'm not that stupid. I'll handle it." Molly was merely letting off steam.

However, there were sthings she had truly cto understand. Molly said, "Right now, Ljust want to find a man who will treatwell, regardless of his looks or background. Someone I can work hard with and share the little things in life with. Just to have someone to talk to would be enough.. "Stephanie, if your chubby husband really treats you well, you should cherish him. Meeting someone like that isn't easy." X At that, Stephanie held her phone and suddenly fell silent.

She mused, 'Except for that tDominick tookto the basement to scare me, actually....

Stephanie murmured, “He treatsvery well..."