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Since things had come to this, Imogen tried her best to avoid contacting Troy in the company, Troy still invited her to his office for dinner as if nothing had happened.

but

Imogen sat on the sofa, and there was a full of her favorite food in front of her. Looking at Troy on the opposite, carefully helping her prepare forks and knives, Imogen suddenly had an impulse to ask him, “Is there any chance for us to get back together?”

the But before she asked, Troy took the initiative to say, “Imogen, I’ve thought about the gossip on Internet. In fact, I thought about making our relationship public, but after it, Sarah will be their target. If so, she will never survive in this trade. Worse still, her reputation will be ruined. However, the heat of this gossip will not fade, it will only intensify, and it will lose control at that time…”

“You don’t have to say it, I know.”

The food in her mouth suddenly became as plain as chewing wax, and it was hard to swallow. At that moment, Imogen wondered what did she like about him?

His humiliation and deceit all the time?

She even had a glimmer of hope for him just now.

She was so cheap!

The office was in silence.

Troy bit his lips, planning to say something more.

But after a moment of silence, he didn’t say anything, and put down his forks with a frown, got up, and went to the bathroom.

At this moment, the phone on the table rang.

Imogen wanted to grab it to check but withdrew her hand when she thought of something, pretending not to hear it..

The phone automatically hung up when no one answered, and the ringtone rang again after two seconds, over and over again.

It rang three times and finally stopped.

When Troy came back, Imogen glanced at him. “Someone called you three times. It should be something urgent.”

Troy walked to the table, picked up the phone, and asked casually, “Who?”

Imogen cleaned up the takeaway garbage and answered, “I don’t know, I didn’t look at it.”

Troy suddenly thought of something, paused, and looked at Imogen.

Since that day, she never touched his cell phone again.

The call came again.

Troy saw the caller on the screen clearly. It was Ylah.

He hung up the phone and helped Imogen with cleaning.

glanced at him. “Why didn’t you answer it?”

Troy remained silent.

knocked on the door suddenly. “Mr. Marshall?”

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“Come in.”

the door and came in, holding the phone in his hand. “Mr. Marshall, Ms. Willy called

that Imogen was also there, the secretary silenced abruptly and then glanced at Troy’s face, full of

was on, and Ylah’s voice came from the microphone, “Mr. Marshall! Hang up if you want to

air froze for

and glanced

called Troy just now should also be Ylah. Fortunately, she didn’t touch Troy’s cell phone. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to explain. She looked

far now, there was no need to pretend to be blind and cover it up. Troy paused, frowned, took

himself, “Mr. Marshall seems to

phone, Ylah was anxious. “Mr. Marshall, I’m in the hospital now. It would be best if you came here quickly.

interrupted her, “Where’s

cooperate with the treatment at all now. Mr. Marshall, you have no idea how she made it through these days. Can you just show her some sympathy?”

who suffers. Except for work, don’t trouble me with other things. Let her take care of

hung up the phone, turned around, and found that

the sofa.

“Sarah is in the hospital? Why don’t you go and have

me

not a question of whether she wanted it but whether Sarah would give up

or not.

the two were taking a lunch break in the

the phone in

“Has she used

that she has used it a lot recently, and Sarah’s body has become resistant to it, so it doesn’t have much

find a few more people to hold her down?”

scratched

Troy was speechless.

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up the phone and looked

propped herself up. Her eyes were clear and pure, shrugging indifferently.

“Sarah cut her wrist

voice lowered, knowing that explanation at

herself because she

nodded slightly. “Then

was not far from the fact. “Let’s go together. We

go, Ms. Page

stared at her without moving.

Imogen sighed helplessly, got out of bed and put on