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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.

[How about giving Mr. Marshall

phone and walked to the window. She dialed Troy’s number and listened to the ringing repeating itself

didn’t answer.

headed home after work.

went to

her eyes slightly, and the glow from her phone screen in the darkness was somewhat blinding. Troy’s name stood out prominently

call and turned

lights were still on in a two–story building within

several electric bicycles, while two cars were parked in front.

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

bicycles and cars belonged to the

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

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

occupied to have dinner. It was only around ten in the evening that

they all wore smiles

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

have any hot topics, and now

long face?” Carey asked.

called Rex replied, “I’m just afraid Troy will come to

that possible? Nothing happened last time, right? Besides, it’s a law–based society now. What

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

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

in the studio exchanged

it have to do

the doorbell

answer

food and stood up. As he reached the door and opened it, he received a powerful kick to his abdomen before seeing who the man outside

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

he reached Rex, grabbed his collar, and lifted him. “Get up!”

still startled, afraid, and in pain. “What are you doing? What

gripped Rex’s collar and

Rex’s forehead. Dazed and wincing in pain, Rex gritted his teeth.

the ears of the other four employees eating in the office.

“Who are you?”

you

at

weather was turning cooler, especially at night. Each employee wore a coat, but these