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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

Ms. Forbes? Is it true that Troy and Sarah are in a

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

you and Troy

allegations from Sarah’s team about

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makeup without authorization,

The microphones in front of her were full of oppression, and she

finally regaining her composure, Imogen took a

in and continuously

flashing lights made

been squatting 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

buzzing in Imogen’s head, and she replied patiently, “Sorry, but

caught her and wouldn’t let her leave. They surrounded her one by one, holding out their microphones,

response.

is it that

silence an admission

are also at the hospital. Why do you

and Sarah

a response. Please let me leave,” Imogen said

mean

think of

suffer from a headache. Her

she refused to say more. She attempted to leave several times

“I’ll say it again, let me leave. Otherwise, I’ll call the police and sue you for

Reluctantly, the reporters left.

area near the hospital was always bustling with people coming

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

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

the back, found a

York City was the fastest in development

was the busiest, with restaurants and hotels

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some were

few more stops, pedestrians became scarce on the roadside, and the greenery along the streets became eye–catching, surrounded by tall buildings on both

had entered the new

on the bus got off one after

the handrail. The next stop is

of the bus fell silent, with only

phone rang, and the middle–aged woman turned to

to realize it was her phone. She took it out from her bag and glanced at the screen, which displayed Troy’s

hovering over the screen, before sliding it to the left

phone rang again, another call

the power

process was smooth

sight, out

on the outskirts of the city, and the middle–aged

of the driver’s seat. He called out