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Chapter 36.1 Do You Think I Have No Heart?

Imogen followed Troy to the front row. On a certain seat in the first row, Sarah turned around and waved to Troy.

“Troy, this way.”

Troy glanced at Imogen and walked over with a raised step. Imogen felt stiff all over, and the smile on her face disappeared. She had thought that Troy would sit alone with her. She had hoped to win Sarah over, but it seemed like Troy had other plans.

“What are you standing there for?” Troy turned around and asked Imogen. Imogen lowered her eyes, took a deep breath, lifted her feet, and walked forward. She sat down next to Troy, saying, “I didn’t expect Miss Page to be here too.”

Sarah turned pale, bit her lower lip, and said softly, “Imogen, I’m sorry. The agent asked me to come, and I didn’t know you would be here. If you don’t like it, I can sit in the back.”

As she spoke, Sarah stood up and started to walk towards the back. However, Troy grabbed her wrist and said, “No need, you can just sit here.”

Sarah glanced at Imogen hesitantly and said, “But…”

“It’s okay, she won’t mind,” Troy reassured her.

Imogen tightly grabbed her skirt with her hands on her legs, feeling heartbroken and unable to breathe. She couldn’t help but wonder how Troy knew that she wouldn’t mind. Did he think she had no heart? With her emotions in turmoil, she closed her eyes and tried in vain to calm herself down.

Seeing Troy gently coaxing Sarah by her side, Imogen’s heart was consumed with jealousy.

Imogen picked up the booklet, an introduction to all the auctions that would take place that night, complete with names, pictures, and materials. She urgently needed something to divert her attention; otherwise, her emotions would get the best of her.

As she flipped through the pages, her mind struggled to concentrate.

“Do you like this?” Troy suddenly said in her ear.

Imogen regained her composure and looked at the open page of the booklet. It displayed a stunning jade bracelet with a clear blue glass background, named Heart of the Sea, which perfectly matched her skirt.

Imogen nodded.

“I will give it to you,” Troy said.

“Thank you.”

Initially, Imogen was curious and excited about the charity dinner. However, now her interest had waned, and she felt drained.

Meanwhile, Sarah was quietly discussing the auction items with Troy.

“This tooks good,” Sarah pointed to a jewelry item on one of the pages.

“Want it? Okay.”

pulled Tray’s sleeve and glanced at Imogen.

that Sarah was being cautious in front of Imogen, as she didn’t want

turned cold. She noticed the

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looked exactly like the one Troy had given her when he returned from a business trip. The sight of the silver strap and small square

She knew now.

in this situation. He didn’t even bother to pick

the Heart of the Sea appeared in the auction. The bidding started at $700,000, and after several rounds of competition, Troy successfully acquired the bracelet for an astonishing

Imogen whispered to Troy, “I feel a bit stuffy in

when we leave,” Troy

banquet hall, which led to

on a chair by the poolside, Imogen closed her eyes, feeling empty and

kicked out?” A familiar

her side. Trying to avoid conversation with her, Imogen closed her eyes again, hoping Amanda would take the hint

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not take a moment to admire what you’ve done? You must have seen Miss Page by Troy’s side. She’s his formal girlfriend. We are all mistresses here, so it’s best to recognize our own

finally said, “Can you please

her message was clear enough, and she didn’t want to engage with Amanda any. further.

any different from the rest of us just because you can catch up with Troy. We are

I don’t want to hear from you. Please leave,” Imogen

Is this your

leave, I’ll go,” Imogen replied

walked away with determined strides. Amanda watched her leave, feeling even more

Troy, while she herself could only be with a potbellied old man. Her frustration grew, and she questioned why Imogen acted so arrogantly and contemptuously despite being in a similar position as a mistress.

hand a forceful push. Caught

actions and hurriedly trotted away from the scene. Imogen struggled frantically in the cold pool water, gasping for breath and choking on water. Panic and fear set in as she felt a sense

breath, Imogen’s consciousness started to blur, and fragmented

to bullying and cruelty. They tore her backpack, destroyed her books and homework, and even resorted to physical violence, leaving her gasping for