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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

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

happened between you and

team about

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changing makeup without authorization,

happening before she was bombarded with questions. The microphones in front

composure, Imogen took a

in

flashing lights made

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

didn’t expect to not capture Sarah but instead ended up

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

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

response.

that

your silence an admission of

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

Sarah already living

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

mean those reports are

you think of Troy and Sarah’s

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

say more. She attempted to leave several times but was

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

Reluctantly, the reporters left.

the hospital was always bustling with people

in the vicinity

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

Imogen walked to the back, found a seat by the window, and sat

a metropolis in the state, New York City was the

the hospital was the busiest,

Imogen

in a hurry, and some were holding

few more stops, pedestrians became scarce on the roadside, and the greenery along

had entered the

on the bus got off one after another. Only

firm and hold the handrail. The next

the bus fell silent, with only the sound of the

rang, and the

realize it was her phone. She took it out from

her thumb hovering over the screen, before sliding it to

the phone rang again, another

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

entire process was

sight, out

forward was a town on the outskirts of the city,

the driver unfastened his seatbelt and stepped out of the driver’s seat. He called out to Imogen at the back, “Miss,