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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.

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

number and listened to the ringing repeating itself over and over.

He didn’t

headed home after work.

Imogen went to bed, her phone

from her phone screen in the darkness was somewhat blinding.

directly blocked the call and turned off

the evening, the lights were still on in a two–story building within a villa complex.

had a small courtyard housing several electric bicycles,

no ordinary residence. It had been rented out by someone to serve as a

belonged to the employees who worked

didn’t know much either. The tenant who rented the villa only mentioned that it was a studio for their self–media endeavors.

people had been very busy these past few days. Their electric bicycles had remained in the courtyard since yesterday, and the garbage bags thrown out contained quite a few fast–food packing bags.

the studio employees were busy, too occupied to have dinner. It was only around

they all wore smiles on their faces.

tall man named Carey smiled while pouring coffee. “Just hold on for a couple more days. We’re going to make

have any hot topics, and now there’s someone served on

why the long face?”

Rex replied, “I’m just afraid Troy will

it’s a law–based society

sighed and shook his head, “A couple of days ago, Marshall Group’s confidential information leaked. When Troy wasn’t around, the upper management of Marshall Group owned ax to grind and had the police detain Imogen for a day. Troy rushed back overnight and got Imogen out. And the next day, the two police officers who made the arrest were

to the wealthy. And the influence of connections couldn’t be underestimated. Troy just needed to drop a hint, and there would be people to step in for him. The suspension reasons of

employees in the

don’t overthink it. What does it

the doorbell

go answer it.”

reached the door and opened it, he received a powerful kick to his abdomen before seeing who the man

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stomach, gasping for breath. A

his collar, and lifted

pain. “What are you doing? What you guys

unfazed. He gripped Rex’s collar and hit his

forehead. Dazed and wincing

couple of minutes, the commotion reached the ears of the other four employees eating in the office. When they rushed out and

“Who are you?”

could you attack Rex?”

four employees wanted to step forward to help, but at that moment, some burly men

Each employee wore a coat, but these men were still in short sleeves, revealing their muscular forearms covered in tattoos.