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.”

clenched even tighter, her nails digging into her palm, but the pressure was too great to resist. She reluctantly turned to Charlene and managed to force a few words from her throat. “Sorry.”

a triumphant smile onto Charlene’s lips, and she responded proudly, “Apology accepted. But don’t think I’ll forgive you next

behind Charlene’s actions. “However, Ms. Johnson, would you care to explain why you need to replace the spokesperson

at Troy and

but to her surprise, he remained silent. Instead, he

to my office,” he instructed, jolting Imogen

a deep breath, she shot a fleeting glare at Charlene before following Troy, her heart

Imogen couldn’t contain her curiosity any longer and asked directly, “Mr. Marshall, why

desk, giving Imogen a fleeting glance but avoiding a direct answer. Instead, he shifted the topic

sudden shift caught Imogen off guard, and she replied, “I’ve been busy lately, so I

Let the Child be

chance to read it yet. But since you’re in a hurry, I’ll make sure to

gazing at Imogen intently. “Okay,” he replied simply.

have a chance to do so. But it seemed fate had given her an opportunity. Thus, she inhaled deeply, mustering her courage,

Troy’s swift and decisive reply crushed the last shred of hope within her. “It won’t happen. And even if it

and she struggled to

as not to prolong her suffering. “By the way, you already approved the plan, Mr.

Xena?”

intervene in such a minor

mind,” Troy replied briefly, not divulging further details to Imogen. However, this only fueled Imogen’s curiosity. “I’ve been in charge of McKesson since the beginning, and

brand, from appeasing Xena’s team to redesigning advertising plans and coordinating

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