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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.

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

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

He didn’t answer.

snorted and headed

to bed, her phone

the darkness was somewhat

and turned

still on in a two–story

small courtyard housing several electric bicycles, while two cars

ordinary residence. It had been rented out by someone to serve as

to the employees who worked there.

got off work late. Once, a neighbor 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

bicycles had remained in the courtyard since yesterday, and the garbage bags thrown out contained quite a few

studio employees were busy, too occupied to have dinner. It was only around ten in the evening that they finally had a chance to have some fast

but they all

a tall man named Carey smiled while pouring coffee. “Just hold on for

topics, and

why the long

just afraid Troy will come to us.”

it’s a law–based society now. What

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

could do nothing to the wealthy. And the influence of connections couldn’t be underestimated. Troy just needed to drop a hint, and there would be people

employees in the studio

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

the doorbell

answer

opened it, he received a powerful kick to his

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and clutching his stomach, gasping for breath. A

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

are

Rex’s collar and hit his head against the

appeared on Rex’s forehead. Dazed

the commotion reached the ears of the other four employees eating

“Who are you?”

could you attack

at that moment,

wore a coat, but these men were still in short sleeves,