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.

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 the

didn’t answer.

and headed home

long after Imogen went to bed,

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

call and turned off her phone.

in the evening, the lights were still on

villa had a small courtyard housing several electric bicycles, while two cars were parked

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

belonged to the

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.

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 fast–food packing bags.

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

lives seemed difficult, but they all wore smiles on

“Just hold on for a couple more days. We’re going to make big money this time!”

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

long face?” Carey

“I’m just afraid Troy will come

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

and had the police detain Imogen for a day. Troy rushed back overnight and got Imogen out. And the next

to the wealthy. And the influence of connections couldn’t be underestimated. Troy just needed to drop a hint, and

employees in the

to smooth things over, “Rex, don’t overthink it. What does it have to do with us? Let’s just focus

then, the doorbell rang.

go answer it.”

opened it, he received a powerful

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gasping for breath. A young man with a

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

“What are you doing? What you

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

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

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

“Who are you?”

could you attack Rex?”

step forward to help, but at that moment, some burly

at night. Each employee wore a coat, but these men were still in short sleeves, revealing their muscular