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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 a

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

didn’t

and headed

to bed,

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

the call and

evening, the lights were still

several electric

residence. It had been

electric bicycles and cars belonged to the employees

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 about what they were

Their electric bicycles had remained in the courtyard since yesterday, and the garbage

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

lives seemed difficult, but they all wore smiles on their faces.

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

worrying that we didn’t have any hot topics, and now there’s someone served on a silver platter!” Another person

long face?” Carey

“I’m just

that possible? Nothing happened last 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

laws 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 two police were legitimate, not implicating Troy at

the

chuckled to smooth things over, “Rex, don’t overthink it. What does it

the doorbell rang.

answer it.”

door and opened it, he received a powerful kick to his abdomen before seeing who the man outside was.

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was sent sprawling and clutching his stomach, gasping for breath. A young man with

of strides, he reached Rex, grabbed his collar, and lifted him. “Get

pain. “What are you doing? What you guys are doing

unfazed. He gripped Rex’s collar

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

commotion reached the ears of the other four employees eating in the office. When they rushed out and saw this, their faces

“Who are you?”

you attack

at that moment, some burly men stormed in from

night. Each employee wore a coat, but these men