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Chapter 69 He Prefers Daughter

Troy looked at Imogen for a while, then smiled. “Imogen, this is not funny at all. Even if you have conflicts with Charlene at work, you shouldn’t joke like this.”

No wonder Charlene said that.

But he wouldn’t believe it even if Charlene didn’t say it in advance.

Charlene had been in Marshall Group for several years, and he knew well her moral quality and ability. Besides, Charlene had been in a relationship for many years. How could she like him? Imogen was silenced and didn’t speak anymore.

Troy didn’t believe what she said, so why bother to care about her?

Did she forget that Troywas always the best at acting, and she took his worries seriously?

When she was about to go off duty at noon, Imogen received a Facebook message from Troy.

[Come to my office for lunch. I have ordered an extra meal for you.]

Imogen looked at the dialog box and typed a few words: [I’ll eat at the cafeteria.]

Her finger landed on the send button, but she didn’t press it. After a few seconds, she deleted the words and replied: [OK.]

When she got to Troy’s office, the table in front of the sofa was fully occupied by dishes.

Imogen saw a familiar package next to the lunch box.

Seeing Imogen’s sight fall on it, Troy said, “Don’t you like the Black Forest cake I ordered for you? Let’s eat it after lunch.”

Imogen was late to catch on. Troy seemed to be buttering her up with the cake.

If it were before, it would work, but when she saw the Black Forest cake from Afternoon Leisure Bakery, her good mood was suddenly gone, losing her appetite for lunch.

She sat on the sofa, as far away from the cake–wrapping paper bag as if hiding from the plague.

Troy sat opposite her. Halfway through eating, Imogen put down her cutlery. “I’m good.”

Troy raised his head. “Just eat this little? Eat some more, and you will easily suffer from malnutrition since you ate less in the morning.”

Thinking of the child in her abdomen, Imogen forced herself to eat more.

“Thank you for the meal, Mr. Marshall.” Imogen finished her meal, got up, and left.

Troy reminded her to take the cake away.

looked at the cake package, and a feeling of

she had no

chocolate at all. It

to

over and took the cake away,

the cake in Imogen’s hand, and asked in surprise, “Ms. Forbes

It is given by someone else. If you like it, then take it.” Imogen gave the cake

many days. You must

and took the package. “Thank you, Ms.

by the stairs, and heard a female voice. “Black Forest

“I didn’t buy it.”

you

me. She was so nice,” the assistant

glanced at

Umm.

female employee was holding the wrapping package from Afternoon Leisure Bakery. Imogen gave her assistant the cake he

medicines and equipment

discharged from the

to the

suddenly at

into his back. She rubbed her nose

around and looked at her, then he

deep breath, gathered her spirits, walked into the ward, and

was delighted with a cheerful face. He waited on the sofa before they came. “You guys are here. Let’s

up

Troy’s hand and went

“No problem.”

to the other side of

pushed him away. “Look at you, don’t worry, I

the old house with Willard’s assistant this

wanted to go

Henry had to agree.

they arrived at the house,

Imogen talked with Henry and Layla

Leo and his wife Agnes came with their

in kindergarten. He was dignified and strong,

a small schoolbag on his back, he went to Henry and Layla. “Great–grandpa, Great–grandma.” “Hey.” Henry patted Wesley’s head adorably. “Let me hug you,

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today?”

me to visit my great–grandfather. I

who is this? Do you still recognize them?” Henry