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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

true that Troy and Sarah are in

relationship between Troy and Sarah? What do you think about

you and Troy

about your aggressive and

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authorization, what

with questions. The microphones in front of her were full of oppression, and she felt a

finally regaining her composure,

immediately closed in and continuously

lights made Imogen

squatting outside the hospital, originally

to not capture Sarah but instead ended up

head, and she replied patiently, “Sorry, but I can’t disclose

her and wouldn’t let her leave. They surrounded her one by

response.

is it that you can’t

is your silence an admission

at the hospital.

and Sarah already

response. Please let me leave,” Imogen

mean those reports are

think of

suffer from a headache. Her face turned pale,

stern expression, she refused to say more. She attempted to leave several times but was unable to

me leave. Otherwise, I’ll call the

Reluctantly, the reporters left.

hospital was always bustling

the vicinity stopped and pointed at

reached a bus stop. Just as she arrived, a bus pulled up, and without checking

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

a metropolis in the state, New York City was the fastest in development in recent

was the busiest,

Imogen Is

some were holding report bags from

became scarce on the roadside, and the greenery along the streets became eye–catching, surrounded by

entered the new

district, the passengers on the bus got off one after another. Only Imogen and another middle–aged woman

firm and hold the handrail. The next stop

fell silent, with only the sound of the mechanical voice repeating

and the middle–aged woman turned to

her phone. She took it out from her

over the screen, before sliding it to the left to

the phone rang again, another

more, exited all apps, pressed and held the power button to turn off her phone, and

entire process was smooth

sight, out

city, and the middle–aged woman got off the bus at the previous

finally stopped at its terminal, and the driver unfastened his seatbelt and stepped out of the driver’s seat. He called