Chapter 151
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“Let me help you back to your room. The gentle, soothing voice whispered in his ear. Dominick turned slightly, about to refuse, but as his g shifted, he was stunned.
Suddenly, their eyes met. Stephanie looked equally startled, her heart racing, and her instinct was to flee.
Those before her were in the same circle, but she had always been an outsider.
George and the others didn’t find her presence strange, yet everyone stood silent, lost in their thoughts.
The garden was in full bloom, and the air was thick with the calming scent of lotus, but it couldn’t mask Stephanie’s anxiety.
“Dominick, do you need my help!” She hesitated for a long time before softly asking
Her lips pressed tightly together, ready to feign indifference if he rejected her.
Though pretending was never her strong suit.
Dominick didn’t respond. Instead, he walked towards her, his steps steady and determined.
Behind him, Hayley and Vincent instinctively wanted to follow but stopped in their tracks.
As he drew near, Stephanie admitted her heart was racing. Maybe it was his unexpected approach or the intense scrutiny from George and the others.
She lifted her head to meet his pale face.
“What happened to you?” she asked, choking with concern. Regardless of his response, she had to ask.
“I have a headache,” he said hoarsely, directly.
Without further words, he naturally put his arm around her shoulders, leaning some of his weight on her. Their steps harmonized in an almost surreal dance, yet each one painfully real
“Mr. George Wellington, Dominick can take care of this himself.” Vincent turned to George and said softly, watching the two figures fade away.
George gripped his cane tightly, his brow furrowed as he stared silently in the direction of the corridor. Just then, Brad hurried over with several doctors. “Where did Mr. Wellington go?
Hayley, her face a mix of emotions, calmly replied, “He’s back to his room, you can…”
“That’s not necessary” George’s deep, angry voice cut in
Hayley glanced at him in surprise, then pressed her lips, nqt daring to say more.
Vincent and Hayley exchanged a knowing glance, courteously bidding farewell to the old man before leaving side by side.
“Vincent, what is wrong with Dominick!” Hayley couldn’t help but ask as they reached Wellington Villa’s parking lot, her hand pausing on the car door.
“Nothing” Vincent replied curtly, visibly irritated. He slid into his latest prized sports car, slamming the door shut with clear reluctance to continue the conversation
“Vincent, why is Mr. George Wellington so anxious? Dominick’s condition can’t be just a simple headache: Hayley, usually poised and composed, pressed on, her voice edged with determination. “Even If you don’t tell me, I can just investigate in Serenburg…”
“Hayley, don’t forget your place, Vincent interrupted sharply.
His gaze locked onto hers, his tone colder. “Dominick has always kept women at arm’s length. You’re so accepted by him and the family only because of Ouear. All the special treatment these years stemmed from his guilt. So Hayley, don’t entertain any thoughts you shouldn’t have.”
Hayley’s expression darkened. She babbled, “I’ve known Dominick for almost ten years. No one understands him better than I do. I just want to care for him..” Her words trailed off, laden with ambiguity.
Vincent didn’t look at her again. He started the car, throwing a parting shot as he drove away. “Hayley, are you thinking of emulating Stephanie using a bug to snoop on him!
“Stephanie’s antics might earn his anger, but if you try it, he will Gre you without hesitation”
Hayley stood frozen, her body sense.
Chapter 131
Her face twisted in frustration, and her eyes fixed on the receding car. Vincent’s mocking words, delivered so casually, were brutally honest.
Some things were destined: Stephanie could do it, but Hayley couldn
