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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

Is it true that Troy and Sarah are in a romantic relationship

What do you think about the news accusing you of

you and

team about

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without authorization,

processed what was happening before she was bombarded with questions. The microphones in front of her were full

regaining her composure, Imogen

people immediately closed in and

flashing lights made

were overjoyed. They had been squatting outside the hospital, originally expecting to

Sarah but instead ended

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

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

response.

is it that you can’t

is your silence an

heard that Troy and Sarah are also at the hospital.

Sarah already

can’t give you a response. Please let me leave,” Imogen

silence mean those reports are

of Troy and

to suffer from a headache.

to say more. She attempted to

me leave. Otherwise,

Reluctantly, the reporters left.

always bustling with

vicinity stopped and

walked further and reached a bus stop. Just as she arrived, a bus pulled up, and without checking the route,

empty. Imogen walked to the back, found a seat by the window, and sat down. She stared blankly outside, lost

New York City was the fastest in development

was the busiest, with restaurants and

50 Imogen

hurry, and some were

the roadside, and the greenery along

had entered the new

bus got off one after

handrail. The

silent, with only the sound of

a phone rang, and the

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

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

rang

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

was smooth

of sight,

of the city, and

out of the driver’s seat. He called out to Imogen at the back, “Miss, this is the