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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

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

He didn’t

and headed home

after Imogen went to

and the glow from her phone screen in the darkness

and turned

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

a small courtyard housing several electric bicycles, while

residence. It had been rented out by

to the employees who

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

these past few days. Their electric bicycles had remained in the courtyard since yesterday, and the garbage bags thrown out contained quite a few

dinner. It was only around ten in the evening that they finally had a

difficult, but they all

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

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

long face?” Carey

man called Rex replied, “I’m just afraid Troy will come to us.”

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

around, the upper management of Marshall Group owned ax to grind and

and there would be people to

the

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

then, the doorbell rang.

go answer it.”

As he reached the door and opened it, he received a powerful kick to

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gasping for breath. A

reached Rex, grabbed his

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

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

bump appeared on Rex’s forehead. Dazed and wincing in

the other four employees eating in the office. When they rushed out and saw this, their faces turned

“Who are you?”

could you

to help, but at that moment, some burly men

especially at night. Each employee wore a coat, but these men were still in short sleeves, revealing their muscular forearms covered in tattoos. They looked like brutal gangsters.