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Chapter 60 Imogen Is the Mistress

Imogen slowly walked out of the hospital, aimlessly wandering the streets.

She didn’t know where to go.

Despite the sunny weather, she felt a chill deep within her heart.

She took out her phone, opened Instagram with her alternative account, and searched for the origin of the incident that day.

Although she knew what kind of comments awaited her under those Instagram posts, she still clicked on them, scrolling down and collecting all the insults like masochism.

She also went through the comment sections under relevant news articles on major video websites, finally understanding the cause of the whole incident.

Lastly, she opened the Celebrity Insider and scrolled through it from beginning to end.

After the news of Troy’s affair broke, some fans in Celebrity Insider kept silent, but some persisted in posting.

Even she had to admit that in those videos, pictures, and artworks, Troy and Sarah looked perfectly matched.

One was a wealthy man, and the other was a beautiful celebrity. They seemed to be a perfect match.

In the story of the two of them, there was no place for Imogen. She was merely a superfluous character who, due to a twist of fate, appeared where she shouldn’t have.

Imogen closed her eyes and edited an Instagram post with her alternative account: [Imogen is not the mistress. Sarah is the mistress.]

After she posted it on Instagram, it disappeared from her homepage within seconds.

Imogen confirmed it was blocked.

It must be Troy protecting Sarah, not allowing any rumors harmful to Sarah to spread.

Imogen smirked and edited another Instagram post: [Imogen is the mistress.]

This Instagram post was successfully published.

Imogen repeatedly checked her homepage, confirming that the Instagram post had indeed been published and hadn’t disappeared.

There were even people who saw this Instagram post and gave her likes, commenting: [That’s right, the mistress deserves to die. I curse Imogen will never have children.]

Imogen held her breath and turned off her phone.

At that moment, a group of people suddenly surrounded her.

Confused, Imogen looked up and was forced to stop in her tracks.

Among the crowd were men and women dressed like paparazzi, holding microphones in front of Imogen’s face and cameras taking photos of Imogen.

“Are

that Troy and Sarah

the relationship between Troy and Sarah? What do you think about the news accusing you of

you and

allegations from Sarah’s team about your

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changing makeup without authorization, what is your

happening before she was bombarded with questions. The microphones in front of her were full of oppression, and she felt a little

her composure,

closed in

flashing lights made

outside the hospital, originally expecting to capture Sarah’s

didn’t expect to not capture Sarah but instead ended up encountering Imogen, who was related

patiently, “Sorry, but I can’t disclose anything. Please don’t

reporters had finally caught her and wouldn’t let her leave. They surrounded her one by one, holding out their microphones, clearly indicating that they wouldn’t

response.

that you can’t

your silence

Troy and Sarah are also at

and Sarah

a response. Please let me leave,” Imogen

mean those reports are

of Troy

to suffer from

she refused to say more. She attempted to leave

limit. “I’ll say it again, let me leave. Otherwise, I’ll call the

Reluctantly, the reporters left.

hospital was always bustling with people coming and

the reporters left, the passersby in the vicinity stopped and pointed at Imogen, discussing among

and confused, Imogen walked further and reached a bus stop. Just as she arrived, a bus pulled

Mount West Hospital, leaving the bus empty. Imogen walked to the back, found

a metropolis in the state, New York City was

was the

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were in a hurry, and some were

the roadside, and the greenery along the

entered the

bus got

and hold the handrail. The next

only the

and the middle–aged woman turned to

Imogen a moment to realize it was her phone. She took it out from her bag and glanced at the screen, which displayed

paused for a few seconds, her thumb hovering over the screen, before sliding

phone rang again,

and held the power button to turn off her phone, and put it back

process was

of sight,

the city, and the

his seatbelt and stepped out of the driver’s seat. He