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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.

about giving Mr. Marshall

to the ringing repeating

He didn’t answer.

snorted and headed home

Imogen went to

phone screen in the darkness was somewhat blinding. Troy’s name stood out prominently on

the call and

twenty to eleven in the evening, the lights were still on in a two–story building

had a small courtyard housing several electric bicycles, while two

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

cars belonged to the employees who

they started early and sometimes 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 the landlord wasn’t clear

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 contained quite a few

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

lives seemed difficult, but they all

“Just hold on for a couple more

that we didn’t have any hot topics, and now there’s

long face?” Carey

replied, “I’m just

time, right? Besides, it’s a law–based society now. What can he

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

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.

employees in the studio exchanged glances.

What does it have to do with us?

then, the

go answer

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

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his stomach, gasping for breath.

he reached Rex, grabbed his collar, and

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

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

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

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

“Who are you?”

you attack Rex?”

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

but these men were still in short sleeves, revealing their muscular forearms covered in tattoos. They looked