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Chapter 7: I Couldn’t Let the Child be Born

Troy’s stern gaze swept over Imogen’s expressionless face and then shifted to Charlene, sending at cold shiver down their spines. “You two are truly interesting.” he stated with a firm tone. “As directors, you argue and fight in front of the employees. Is this the example you wish to set for our company?”

The employees, cowed by Troy’s presence, hastily retracted their necks and avoided eye contact, captivated by the tense exchange before them.

Seizing the opportunity, Charlene swiftly spoke up, attempting to turn the tables in her favor. “Mr. Marshall, I was simply working when Ms. Forbes suddenly rushed over and created a scene, indiscriminately hitting me. Can someone who behaves like that truly be a brand director?”

Troy’s steely gaze turned to Imogen, and he spoke coldly, “Apologize.”

Though Imogen knew she wasn’t at fault, she could not voice her objections. With a deep breath and a clenched fist, she replied resolutely, “After Ms. Johnson.”

Her actions spoke of her determination not to apologize until Charlene did so first.

Charlene, however, met Troy’s gaze defiantly and insisted, “But Mr. Marshall, I didn’t do anything wrong.”

Before Imogen could respond, Troy interrupted firmly, “I said apologize.”

His unwavering voice left no room for negotiation, and Imogen looked up incredulously at his cold expression, her heart tingling with unease.

He didn’t even ask for the facts or listen to her side of the story.

Troy’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly as he reiterated, “I’ll repeat it. Apologize to her.”

too great to

seemed to eteh a triumphant smile onto Charlene’s lips, and she responded proudly, “Apology accepted. But don’t think I’ll

pressed on, determined to know the reason behind Charlene’s actions. “However, Ms. Johnson,

her confident smile, Charlene looked at Troy and confidently replied, “Mr. Marshall told me

for Troy to deny it, but to her surprise, he remained silent. Instead, he turned and walked toward

come to my office,” he instructed, jolting

fleeting glare at Charlene before following

any longer and asked directly, “Mr. Marshall, why

his chair behind the desk, giving Imogen a fleeting glance but avoiding a direct answer. Instead, he shifted the topic unexpectedly. “What is your reply

and she replied, “I’ve been busy lately, so

Let the

since you’re in a hurry, I’ll make sure to

at Imogen intently. “Okay,”

but she didn’t have a chance to do so. But it seemed fate had given her an opportunity. Thus, she inhaled deeply, mustering her courage, and asked,

shred of hope within her. “It won’t happen. And even if it were

her, and she struggled to find words to say. All she managed to

matter quickly and leave so as not to prolong her suffering. “By the way, you already

Xena?”

seemed odd for Troy to intervene in

divulging further details to Imogen. However, this only fueled Imogen’s curiosity. “I’ve been in charge of McKesson since

single decision. It would have ripple effects on various aspects of the brand, from appeasing Xena’s team to redesigning advertising plans and coordinating schedules with the new spokesperson, photographers, and others.