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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.”

No need,” Sarah pulled Tray’s sleeve and

cautious in front of Imogen, as she didn’t want

froze, and her expression turned cold. She noticed the watch on Sarah’s

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had given her when he returned from a business trip. The sight of the silver strap and small square watch–face

She knew now.

in this situation. He didn’t even bother to pick a thoughtful gift; instead, he chose the same one he had planned for Sarah. It felt

auction. The bidding started at $700,000, and after several rounds of competition,

Imogen whispered to Troy, “I feel a bit stuffy in my chest. I’m going to step outside for some fresh

you when we leave,” Troy

hall. She made her way to the back door of the banquet hall, which led to a beautiful garden with a large swimming pool. The gentle breeze brushed against her face, offering some solace

the poolside, Imogen closed her eyes,

kicked out?” A familiar voice

to find Amanda standing by her side. Trying to avoid conversation with her,

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his formal girlfriend. We are all

and she finally said, “Can you please shut up?”

message was clear enough, and she didn’t

now? Don’t think you’re any different from the rest of us just because you can catch up with Troy. We are all

want to hear from you. Please leave,” Imogen demanded, her frustration evident in her voice.

Is this your

don’t leave, I’ll

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

while she herself could only be with a potbellied old man. Her frustration grew, and she questioned why

stepped forward and gave Imogen’s hand a forceful push. Caught off guard, Imogen fell into the swimming

choking on water. Panic and fear set in as she felt a sense of suffocation spreading throughout her

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

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