Chapter 129
“Going to Wellington Villa has felt eerie lately. Scott, what’s up with Dominick? He’s been particularly irritable this week…
It was another weekend.
Vincent and his friends had some rare free time, so they headed to the club to drink, play pool, and relax.
Vincent grabbed a half–filled glass of whiskey from the bar and took a sip thoughtfully. Before Scott, who was sitting next to him, could speak, Vincent mumbled, “It must be Stephanie…”
Scott seemed to sense something and nudged him.
With a faint smile, Scott reminded him, “Vincent, you’d better shut up now.”
“Why?” Vincent glanced at him, confused and annoyed. His whiskey spilled a bit.
As Vincent sat on the rotating metal bar stool, he turned around, his eyes widened, and he immediately fell silent.
Dominick was standing right behind him…
Vincent quickly poured half a glass of red wine and handed it over with a sycophantic smile. “Dominick, didn’t you say you were staying home today?”
Dominick took the glass, his mood souring at the mention of “home“. He sat down without a word and downed the wine in one gulp.
It was clear he was in a bad mood.
“I heard Hayley is busy transferring her work from the Serenburg branch. Is she moving back here?” Scott, sensing the tense atmosphere, casually brought up a safe topic.
“Yes.” Dominick’s voice was hoarse, and he responded indifferently, not very interested.
His deep eyes were fixed on the crystal wine glass in his hand, spinning it absentmindedly.
He thought, ‘Red wine… She loved red wine…
‘She hadn’t been home for a week…
“She is still pregnant. Would she eat random things?‘
Dominick, Dominick, what are you thinking about?” Vincent called out to him a few times. He seemed lost in thought.
Dominick looked a little embarrassed as he coldly asked, “What is it?”
“Nothing, I was just asking if Hayley returned because of Oscar?”
Scott suddenly looked tense. “Still no news about Oscar?”
“No,” Dominick simply said.
Thinking about their friend, Vincent frowned and mumbled, “It’s strange. Last month, someone reported seeing Oscar in Serenburg when you were in hospital. What’s going on? Did he just return to the country or stay in Serenburg all the time? Oh, I forgot to tell you…”
Vincent turned to Dominick with a complicated expression, hesitating. “Dominick, last month when you had the car accident…that day,
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Stephanie was rescued and sent to the hospital beforehand.”
Scott nearly forgot about this too.
At the time, Dominick’s serious car accident had them all panicking, leaving no mind to investigate the unrelated incident.
But now he thought again. He felt it was indeed strange.
“Just like last time when Stephanie was rescued from the abandoned factory, we investigated, but…”
The man who rescued her was very skilled. He avoided all surveillance cameras, except for one outside the emergency room, which barely caught his back.
The man was tall and strong, not very muscular, and had smooth skin.
Unfortunately, the camera outside the emergency room was d
dusty, so the image was blurry.
Vincent and his friends analyzed it for a long time. They felt that the man wasn’t ordinary. He had a distinctive, ethereal demeanor, was aloof but not domineering, and was indifferent.
For some reason, Vincent found the figure familiar.
“Maybe just another one of Stephanie’s admirers…” He thought Stephanie was indeed a troublemaker.
Though the surveillance video was blurry, it was clear that the man carefully carried Stephanie to the emergency room. Even his action of placing her on the stretcher was extremely gentle.
Who was he?
Even in their circles, it was rare to find a man with such charisma…
Dominick listened silently, without saying a word.
His brows furrowed as if he made a decision, and then he suddenly stood up.
This scared Vincent, making him a bit nervous. “What’s wrong, Dominick? Where are you going?”
He thought he could be angry about the man secretly caring for his wife.
“Send me that video…” Dominick’s voice was a bit hoarse. He said and strode towards the club’s exit.
“What video?”
A woman thought, “What video were they talking about…
“Damn it! The signal is bad. I can’t hear clearly.”
Meanwhile, in a cozy little apartment, a woman was curled up on the sofa in the small living room, wearing white earphones. She was fiddling with a strange device, trying ha to adjust the buttons, but it wasn’t working well.
“I can’t hear anything clearly…” she cursed softly in frustration.
“Stephanie, what are you messing with?”
It was around I PM when they had just finished lunch, and Molly went to the kitchen to prepare dinner. After marinating the steaks, she
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prepared a plate of fruit to give the babies in Stephanie’s belly some vitamins.
“Stephanie, you should exercise a bit since you’re pregnant. It’ll be tough when you give birth to them if you don’t move around.”
Still fiddling with the electronic device, Stephanie retorted without looking up, “I said I’d help in the kitchen, but you wouldn’t let me.”
y gave her a stern look.
Molly
She wouldn’t dare rely on her best friend to help cook, fearing the kitchen would explode.
“What exactly is that thing in your hands?” Molly sat beside her, looking curious.
“Nothing.” Feeling guilty, Stephanie quickly took off the earphones and put away the strange device.
Seeing that Stephanie didn’t want to share her little secret, Molly got angry. “Stephanie, don’t forget, you’ve been freeloading at my place for
a week, a whole week! I’m going broke feeding you. When are you going to leave?”
“You are my best friend forever, Molly. Don’t be so petty,” Stephanie shamelessly lectured.
Molly thought, “Who said we were good friends!”
Molly had a good temper and was easygoing, but Stephanie’s picky eating habits recently got on her nerves.
Maybe it was because Molly had been poor for so long that seeing someone waste food made her want to explode.
“Stephanie, being too picky will get you struck by lightning,” she said angrily.
“Eat the dinner I make tonight. If you dare throw away my steak again, I’ll call your husband to take you home…”
Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
They looked at each other and thought who could it be?
“Stephanie, did you order takeout again?” Molly immediately suspected her of her usual misdeeds.
“I didn’t…”
Feeling awkward under her friend’s accusatory glare, Stephanie got up from the sofa. “I didn’t order takeout. Maybe it’s a delivery mistake. I’ll go check…” she said this and walked towards the door with a hint of excitement.
But as soon as she opened the door, Stephanie froze, suddenly too nervous to say anything.
“Come home with me.” Dominick looked at her with a complex expression for a while before finally saying these words in a deep voice.
