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Chapter 67 The Biggest Fool

“Ms. Forbes, congratulations on your recovery,” Charlene said with a smug smile.

“Thank you, Ms. Johnson,” Imogen replied indifferently.

“Ms. Forbes, you haven’t been here these past few days. I thought you were too ashamed to show your face!”

Imogen gave a faint smile. “Ms. Johnson, seems like you are very happy after losing half of your year–end bonus. Sacrificing so much money just to spite me. Ms. Johnson, you really spare no expense.”

Charlene’s expression stiffened, then she said, “Imogen, do you think you’ve won?”

“What do you mean?”

Charlene raised an eyebrow. “Do you really think it was the intern’s mistake?”

Imogen remained silent. Of course, she knew that it was Charlene who had liked the post on purpose. The intern was just being made a scapegoat for Charlene.

Seeing her expression, Charlene smiled and continued, “If you can figure out that it was me, do you think Mr. Marshall wouldn’t know? But he still chose to keep me and put the blame on the intern. What do you think that represents?”

Imogen pondered it for a while, and then she lowered her gaze.

She understood in her heart that it meant Troy didn’t care about her, that in Troy’s eyes, Sarah was much more important.

Just because Charlene and Imogen were at odds with each other, mutually restraining one another, no matter how much Charlene slandered her, she wouldn’t be transferred from her position as the director of public relations.

Charlene was more important than her reputation.

Charlene continued, “Even if I have to pay a hefty fine for the year–end bonus, it’s just a bonus. It doesn’t touch my salary, and besides, there’s still some time until the year–end. Maybe I can win it back. This punishment is nothing but a scratch for me. Only you take this meaningless punishment seriously, Imogen. Now you should understand your position in Mr. Marshall’s heart, right? He speaks up for you in the group chat, making it seem like he’s defending you, but in reality, what have you gained?”

Imogen’s reputation remained bad in that case, and her work continued to be difficult.

Imogen felt somewhat fortunate that she wasn’t moved by Troy’s defense.

Otherwise, she would truly be the biggest fool in the world.

And she felt fortunate that she had seen through Troy’s true face.

“I’m curious, Ms. Johnson, why do you hold such malice toward me?” Imogen changed the subject and asked.

“Why? Can’t I just naturally dislike you?”

Imogen firmly said, “No, that’s not possible.”

if others didn’t like her, they wouldn’t show it on their faces. Everyone had the instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm, especially someone in Charlene’s position as the

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done this because she had a

many years, Imogen knew very well that Charlene was extremely shrewd and had different faces in front of

her, there must be

“What’s impossible about that?”

Marshall. Could it be that you have feelings for him? Are you targeting me because you’re jealous that, as an ordinary person, I was adopted by the Marshall family and can get close to Mr. Marshall, making you feel insecure?” Imogen

and speculated.

are you talking about? Don’t slander me!” Charlene’s

wrong? Did I hit

about at

back to her

then she opened her phone and sent a message to Troy: [Mr. Marshall, if Ms.

long time, Troy replied:

just wanted to give you a heads–up, Mr.

would be difficult for her to stay by his

to Imogen saying he

to pick her up. Instead, she hailed a taxi at the company

eat the Black Forest cake from the

back after buying

been operating for many years in

in, the

bakery employee to pick her a slice of Black Forest cake and an additional Napoleon pastry. After queuing and paying, Imogen left with a

she stepped out of the bakery, Imogen bumped into two women. She apologized to them and

someone called

stopped in her tracks, and turned her head to look, only to find one of

other woman beside her was

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cakes? Do you like this bakery’s cakes too?

personally buying cakes even though

“Of course.”

have something to do, so I’ll be on my way.”

must have bought the Black Forest cake,

Imogen froze in place.

for Afternoon Leisure Bakery’s bread was an exquisite box. Imogen was wondering how

as she slowly approached Imogen. “Because I also love the Black Forest cake from this

lips tightly. She had anticipated

she

felt as heavy as lead, unable to

quarrel, and he brought me the cake, but I was still angry. I shut the door on his face. Later, he must have given the cake to you. I remember seeing your post on Instagram that night. Seeing how