Chapter 172 Let Him Pay the Price

“There are several doubts about this matter. The first point is that Ms. Forbes has a good friend there. That woman is her old classmate and has contacted her since she returned to the country. But Ms. Forbes treated her indifferently as if she didn’t know her.

“Second is that I didn’t find Ms. Forbes‘ delivery records. My subordinate checked it in all the hospitals and clinics there, including the hospitals in neighbouring cities. Either she went to a city farther away to have the operation or her delivery records were deliberately wiped out by

someone.

“Another point is that Ms. Forbes asked for a long sick leave. It should be reflected on the report card. After she came back, she exchanged the credits. All subjects were excellent without any abnormalities.”

After Lane finished reporting, Troy didn’t speak for a long time.

Until Lane was a little anxious and reminded, “Mr. Marshall?”

“Continue to investigate. I don’t want anyone else to know about this.”

“Yes. I understand.”

Troy hung up the phone, threw the phone on the bedside table, and stretched out his hand to tease Mochi.

Mochi was too young. It held Troy’s fingers and bit them with its deciduous teeth. It was like a tickle to Troy.

Troy closed his eyes and recalled what Lane had said. Suddenly, an incredible guess flashed in his mind. “Imogen doesn’t know that she has given birth to a child!

Or, for some reason, she forgot what happened while studying abroad!”

Therefore, she didn’t mention her experience of studying abroad as if there was no such thing. Therefore, she was strange to the friends she met abroad.

She gave up that child to marry him because she didn’t know the existence of the child at all.

So, her reaction to her pregnancy this time was like the first time.

Troy pinched the centre of his brows, knowing Imogen hadn’t deliberately concealed it. He finally felt some comfort in his heart.

But he didn’t get the answer to that question. Who was that man?!

His intuition told him that the man wasn’t the president of the Foreigners Association or Imogen’s classmate.

Who wiped out all these traces?

Was it that man?

was that child?

about her experience when she was studying abroad?

had forgotten these things, it was best not to remember them

would

was dead, it was the best result.

was still alive, Troy would let him stay abroad forever and never appear in front

this time, he received some messages. The notification sounded several times in a row. Troy opened his Facebook and found some photos sent by

one photo.

was taken in the ski resort. In the picture, two people in ski suits stood the bright sunlight. It was taken from afar. It could be seen that they were a

Troy had already

stood out on

left and saw the second

her forehead. Troy watched all the photos with a

[I didn’t expect Ms. Forbes to have a

three years younger than Ms. Forbes. He talked to her

appointment to watch the aurora at night.

[By the way, they live in the same

about what might happen between Imogen and that young man at night. His face

the photo with hostility in his

eyes.

people through a network cable. Yann. It’s said that the best way to get

While feeling angry, he also felt a little upset and jealous.

stuck in his throat like a pill, making his

had broken free from the prison of her last relationship and

still stuck in the same place, watching her back intently and

was so disappointed in him that she wouldn’t

knew well that she would never forgive him again. But

  1. go.

must do everything possible to stop them at all costs!

Troy would

the price.

replied quickly. [Okay.]

[I’ll ask someone to delay the time. Hurry up.]

“Book the latest flight to Tromso

“Yes.”

by such

the past, Troy cared more about the future. He would not care about what had happened in the past. It was just like when someone made a mistake at work. Instead of panicking and making excuses, Troy hoped that employees could

for a while but would

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