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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?”

she stepped outside, she noticed Mr. Jordan was

seen anything. He was

female stars, he used to think Mr. Marshall was different.

he was unable to do

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were sleeping so soundly,”

wait for me in the garage after work tonight,”

know,” she replied.

made their way to the old house together. Grandpa Henry was sitting in the living room and spotted them as they

and replied, “Grandpa, I have already recovered. Look.” She playfully

said, “It’s

Imogen inquired.

for

you in

kitchen and responded, “Your grandmother is making soup the kitchen. She’s always thinking

games of chess with me,” Grandpa Henry

and they sat opposite each other while Troy was once again

of them played chess with great concentration, and without realizing it, a considerable

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Imogen finally snapped out of her focus, she checked her watch and noticed it

to ask, “Grandpa, why is dinner

she’s responsible for preparing your dinner tonight, including some particularly

old lady brought out a pot of soup from the kitchen and said, “Here, it’s ready. We can

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

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

smell of the soup suddenly reached her nose, causing her to lose control and quickly rush to the bathroom, feeling nauseous.

what’s wrong with her?” The old lady recalled Imogen’s recent reactions and wondered, “Isn‘ t Imogen already pregnant?”

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

gone to the hospital for an examination?” The old lady persisted. “Imogen has already been to the hospital,”

disapproving look, “You, you, after three years

and didn’t dare

I’ve been experiencing some stomach issues, and the smell of this soup makes me feel nauseous. I’m worried that I won’t be able to

okay, it’s okay. Your health is more important.” After speaking, the old lady looked at Troy