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.

giving Mr.

to the ringing repeating itself over and over. Finally, there was a beep as the

didn’t

headed home after

to bed,

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

the call and turned

twenty to eleven in the evening, the lights were still

small courtyard housing several electric bicycles, while

aware that this villa was no ordinary residence. It had been rented out by someone to serve as

belonged to 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

sense that these 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

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

lives seemed difficult, but they all wore smiles on their

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

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

long face?”

replied, “I’m just

last time, right? Besides, it’s a law–based society now.

around, the upper management of Marshall Group owned ax to grind and had the police detain Imogen for a day. Troy rushed back overnight

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 to step in for him. The suspension reasons of the

the studio exchanged

overthink it. What does it have to do with us? Let’s just focus on making

the

go answer it.”

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

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off guard, he was sent sprawling and clutching his stomach, gasping for breath. A young

a couple of strides, he reached Rex, grabbed his collar, and lifted

in pain. “What are you doing? What you

seemed unfazed. He gripped Rex’s collar and hit his head against

sizable bump appeared on Rex’s forehead.

the other four employees eating

“Who are you?”

you attack

step forward to help, but at that moment, some burly men stormed in from outside.

was October, and the weather was turning cooler, especially at night. Each employee wore a coat, but these men were still in short sleeves, revealing their muscular forearms covered