Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 120 Avoiding Appeared Guilty

As expected, news of Imogen and Troy not showing up after being cornered by reporters quickly spread online.

However, in the eyes of netizens, responding seemed like deceit, while avoiding the situation appeared guilty.

Public opinion escalated further.

Charlie couldn’t resist reposting the video and wrote: [Imogen has a clear conscience. Don’t try to smear her.]

Since the makeup incident, where she had spoken up for Imogen, netizens regarded her as Imogen’s friend and always left terrible comments on her Instagram.

Charlie didn’t care about it. She engaged in arguments with netizens under her Instagram posts.

Imogen had an impromptu meeting in the afternoon. Coming out of the meeting room, she headed towards the president’s office with some documents.

“Ms. Forbes,” Lane from the president’s office approached her and said, “Are you looking for Mr. Marshall?”

“I have some documents that require his signature.”

“Mr. Marshall is not in the company. If it’s not urgent, you can leave the documents with me. And I’ll

pass them on to him when he returns.”

Imogen checked her watch and found it was already four in the afternoon.

“Alright,” Imogen handed the documents to Lane and said, “Our business partners are pressing, so it would be best if you could get it to me before getting off work today.”

“Absolutely.”

Imogen returned to her office to work.

Time flew by, and it was soon time to get off.

She glanced at her Facebook but found no messages. Imogen initiated a chat with Lane: [Has Mr. Marshall not come back yet?]

Lane could sense the chilliness even through the screen. He replied cautiously: [Not yet… There must be something important that’s keeping him…]

Something important?

Well, accompanying Sarah was important to Troy.

cautiously suggested: [How about giving Mr. Marshall a call?]

She dialed Troy’s number and listened to the ringing repeating itself over and over. Finally, there was a beep as the call

He didn’t answer.

snorted and headed home after

went to bed,

in the darkness was

blocked the call and turned

the evening, the lights were still

villa had a small courtyard housing several electric bicycles, while two cars were parked in front.

villa was no ordinary residence. It had been rented out by someone to serve

bicycles and cars belonged to the employees who worked

elderly gentleman bumped into the villa’s landlord and asked him about it. The landlord didn’t know much either. The tenant who rented the villa only mentioned that it was a studio for their self–media endeavors. And the landlord

had

too occupied to have dinner. It was only around ten in the evening that they finally had a chance to have some

seemed difficult, but they all wore smiles on their

hold on for a couple

any hot topics, and now there’s someone served on a silver platter!” Another

why the long

replied, “I’m just afraid Troy

a law–based society now. What can he

and had the

needed to drop a hint, and there would be people to step in for him. The suspension reasons of the two

the

smooth things over, “Rex, don’t overthink it. What does it have

then, the doorbell rang.

go answer

he reached the door and opened it,

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sent sprawling and clutching his stomach, gasping for breath. A young man with a buzz cut

strides, he reached Rex, grabbed his collar,

in pain. “What are you doing? What you guys are doing is illegal!”

gripped Rex’s collar and hit

thud, a sizable bump appeared on Rex’s forehead. Dazed and wincing in pain, Rex gritted

of the other four employees eating in the

“Who are you?”

could you

but at that moment, some burly men stormed in

especially at night. Each employee wore a coat, but these