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Chapter 77 Who Is Looking At You

A message was sent in the chat group: [Everyone is expected to gather at the company’s gate after going off work tomorrow. We will arrive there one night in advance, and our company chartered a bus to take you to the hot spring resort in the suburb.]

There were more than forty people in the three departments who could accommodate two buses. The next day, when the staff from all the departments came to work, they all brought clothes, toiletries, and so on. When it was time to go off work, the staff immediately walked out, arms in arms, fascinated by the hot spring resort.

When Imogen went downstairs, there were already some employees on the bus. She got on the bus with her bag and walked inside. She found an unoccupied double–row seat at the back and sat

in it.

The employees got on the bus one after another.

The whole bus was almost full of people.

“Ms. Forbes, do you mind if I sit here?” A male voice came over. Imogen looked up at the man and nodded slightly. “Help yourself.”

“Thanks,” that man said.

“You’re welcome,” Imogen replied.

Imogen knew the man. He was an employee from McFesson, named Ryan White.

Ryan was originally from McKesson but was transferred to McFesson later.

Moreover, Ryan once expressed his admiration to Imogen, but Imogen didn’t respond to his affection, so he gave up.

Suddenly someone shouted in surprise, “Mr. Marshall, are you going there too?”

Imogen raised her head and saw Troy getting into the bus and nodding with a luggage bag in his hand.

Yesterday Troy said he would drive Imogen there.

But Imogen refused it, for she was afraid her colleagues in the company would overthink their relationships.

“What? Mr. Marshall also wants to relax there, can’t he?” Another person said with a smile.

The atmosphere in the bus immediately lightened, and everyone joked.

Several seats were left in the car, either front or back. Troy walked inside and found a seat at the back to sit down.

Ryan withdrew his gaze and sighed vaguely, “I never expected Mr. Marshall would also go there. I thought he only cared about work.”

He seemed to be talking to Imogen or to be talking to himself.

Imogen didn’t answer and leaned against the bus window to rest with his eyes closed.

After a while, the bus set off for the hot spring resort.

The bus carriage was full of excitement, and the employees could finally relax and talk unrestrainedly.

“Ms. Forbes, do you have a boyfriend now?”

Ryan’s voice came suddenly, which was inconspicuous in the noisy carriage.

Chapter 77 Who Is Looking At You

He maybe deliberately lowered his voice lest he be heard by others who would make fun of him.

Imogen nodded. “Yes.”

Ms. Forbes, I really like you. I

you heard the rumors in the

in order to stabilize her position in the Marshall family, Imogen

know you are not such

me, but I do have a boyfriend. He

“Oh, well,” Ryan said,

his admiration for Ms. Forbes?” A colleague with

do you think about Ryan? Tall, handsome, and capable, he is only infatuated with you and

no choice but to stand. up and say, “It’s

Ryan, you are shy?” Colleagues continued to boo. “What’s there to be shy about, Ryan? Just tell us! We can help you

bus was

seat

thaw the atmosphere. “Okay, stop it. Just joke secretly. Don’t

these employees restrain themselves a

her eyes for a break, the

on her phone and took a look. It was a message from

way, two girls would share one room,

could enjoy a single

to the message: [I don’t

if she didn’t stay in her room at

[There is a separate hot spring pool in my

reply and felt

expenses for the staff to enjoy hot springs, so it was definitely

big pool, but

hot spring pool was so

into the hot spring resort and stopped in an open space. The employees

message in the main chat group: [Everyone can enter

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tonight. You will join a barbecue party for

a map of the

the female employee from McFesson assigned to a room with

their room first and tidied up their

Imogen, “Ms. Forbes, I have an appointment with some female colleagues for

said, “No, thanks. I’m not hungry yet, so I’ll

“Okay, bye–bye.”

room. She came to knock on

and looked at the layout of the room. The decoration pattern and equipped facilities of the presidential suite

was indeed much better than Imogen’s

hot spring pool outside the

with me

“No. I’ll

go

at night and come to enjoy your hot

it tonight to relieve

wanted to do

enjoy it first, and I’ll ask someone to deliver the dinner. We can eat and enjoy

was much more longing to do

moment! I’ll get’the

to her room. She took her pajamas, simply showered, and returned

It was so comfortable!

out a long breath