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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

Forbes? Is it true that Troy

What do you

between you and

the allegations from Sarah’s team about your aggressive and

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without authorization, what is

microphones in

regaining her composure, Imogen took

immediately closed in and continuously asked

flashing lights made Imogen

They had been squatting outside the hospital,

to not capture Sarah but instead ended up encountering Imogen, who

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

finally caught her and wouldn’t let her leave. They surrounded her one by one, holding

response.

that you can’t

your silence an

also at

Sarah already living

a response. Please let me leave,”

silence mean those

you think of

suffer from a headache. Her face turned pale,

a stern expression, she refused to say more. She attempted to

let me leave. Otherwise, I’ll call the police and sue you

Reluctantly, the reporters left.

hospital was always

left, the passersby in the vicinity stopped and pointed at Imogen,

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

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

City was the fastest in development

the hospital was the busiest, with restaurants and

50 Imogen

in a hurry, and some were holding report bags

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

entered

new district, the passengers on the bus got off one

and hold the handrail. The next stop is

only the sound of the mechanical voice repeating

the middle–aged

it

over the screen,

phone rang again, another call

exited all apps, pressed and held the power button to turn off her phone, and put it back in

process was smooth

sight, out of

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

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