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Chapter 32.1: Are You Pregnant?

Upon hearing Imogen’s words, Troy nodded and said, “Anything, as long as it’s not about your resignation application.”

“It’s not about that,” Imogen replied nonchalantly.

Curious, Troy asked, “Then what is it?”

“What I want is to have the authority to handle public relations related to the McKesson brand, just like before. How about that?” Imogen proposed.

Troy set down his food and fell silent.

Imogen

smiled briefly as she continue to eat slowly, “Let’s just pretend I didn’t say anything.” She knew this would be the outcome.

Troy was watching her closely, using Charlene to keep her in check. He didn’t trust her at all, doubting that she wouldn’t target Sarah. He offered, “You can make other requests.”

“No, I want nothing,” Imogen firmly responded.

Troy couldn’t even fulfill what she desired. He looked at her with a furrowed brow and remained

silent.

As the meal came to an end, Troy mentioned, “In the evening, our grandparents invited us to dinner at the old house.”

Imogen nodded and replied, “I see.”

It seemed probable that Grandpa Henry was aware of Troy‘ s recent activities, which might explain why he invited them to the old house only after Troy returned from his business trip, considering the buzz surrounding Troy and Sarah on social media.

After finishing the meal, Imogen placed her utensils down and expressed her gratitude, saying,

“Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Marshall. I’m done eating.”

Troy checked his watch and suggested, “There‘ s still some time before work. Why don’t you go to my lounge and take a nap?”

Imogen pondered for a moment and replied, “Sure.”

Her legs felt more comfortable lying down than sitting. Consequently, Imogen entered the lounge, which had a similar area to a main bedroom and was well–equipped with everything she needed.

She took off her shoes, got into bed, covered herself with a blanket, and intended to take a short rest. However, to her surprise, she accidentally fell into a deep sleep.

Upon waking up, she reached for her phone next to the pillow and realized it was already past three o‘ clock in the afternoon.

Imogen sat up, yawned, stretched, and got out of bed. She put on her shoes and walked out of the lounge, questioning, “Why didn’t you wake me up?”

noticed Mr. Jordan was also

He was the only

stars, he used to think Mr. Marshall was

being a subordinate, he was unable

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because you were sleeping so soundly,” Troy explained. “I’ll head back to

garage after work tonight,”

she replied.

the living room and spotted them as they entered, motioning for them to sit

smiled and replied, “Grandpa, I have already recovered.

said, “It’s okay, it’s okay.”

Imogen inquired.

for

you in

making soup the kitchen. She’s always thinking of ways

Imogen, play two more games of chess with

assisted the old man to the edge of the chessboard, and they sat opposite

with great concentration, and without realizing it, a considerable

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she checked her watch and noticed it was

stomach growled, triggering her to ask, “Grandpa, why is dinner time so late

she’s responsible for preparing your dinner tonight, including

spoke, the old lady brought out a pot of soup from the kitchen and said, “Here, it’s

servant brought out the other dishes, and they all enjoyed a pleasant

Imogen and Troy, saying, “Imogen, Troy, you need to have more. This soup ispecially made for you two.

smell of the soup suddenly reached her nose, causing her

her?” The old lady recalled Imogen’s recent reactions and

his head and explained, “No, she has been experiencing gastrointestinal problems lately and

so? Have you gone to the hospital for an examination?” The

the old lady finally gave up, giving Troy a disapproving look, “You, you, after three years of marriage, there hasn’t been

didn’t dare to say a word.

her. “Grandma, I apologize. Lately, I’ve been experiencing

the old lady looked at Troy and pushed the bowl of soup from Imogen towards him, saying, “Troy, since Imogen can’t drink it, you can