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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

it true that Troy and Sarah

Sarah? What do you think about

between you and Troy

Sarah’s team about your aggressive and overbearing behavior

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authorization, what

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

composure, Imogen took

in and continuously

lights

outside the

not capture Sarah but instead

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

by one, holding out their microphones, clearly indicating that

response.

is it that you can’t

Forbes, is your silence an admission of

and Sarah are also at the hospital. Why do you appear here at

and Sarah already

Please let me leave,” Imogen

silence mean

of Troy and Sarah’s

kept asking questions one after another, causing Imogen to suffer from a headache. Her

She attempted to leave several times but was unable to

again, let me leave. Otherwise, I’ll call

Reluctantly, the reporters left.

area near the hospital was always bustling with people coming and

the passersby in the vicinity stopped and pointed

a bus stop. Just as she

leaving the bus empty. Imogen walked to the back, found a seat by the window,

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

hospital was the busiest, with restaurants

Imogen Is the

a hurry, and some were holding report bags from other county

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

had entered

the bus got

stand firm and hold the handrail. The next

silent, with only

and the middle–aged woman turned to

realize it was her phone. She took it out from her bag and glanced

the screen, before sliding

phone rang again,

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

process was

sight, out of

forward was a town on the outskirts of the city, and the middle–aged woman got off

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