Chapter 208 Is He at The Marshall Villa?

Imogen returned home, scanning the living room but not finding Mochi.

She bent down to look under the table and indeed met a pair of round, big eyes.

She couldn’t help but laugh.

Recognizing Imogen, Mochi ventured out from under the table, meowing.

Imogen bent over, picked up the cat, and settled on the couch, stroking its fur. Pulling out her phone, she called the Marshall villa.

After a few seconds, the call was answered, and Daisy’s voice came from the other end, “Hello, Ms. Forbes?”

“Daisy, is Layla home?”

“She is. Let me hand the phone to her.”

Daisy glanced at Troy sitting on the side sofa and passed the phone to Layla.

“Imogen? Are you back from your trip? How was your time abroad? Why did you call?” Layla took the phone, motioning Troy to be quiet.

“Grandma, it’s nothing major. I just wanted to visit, but I was unsure if you’d be home, so I thought I’d call first.”

“I’m home. Come over soon, I’ve missed you,” Layla replied.

Troy’s lips curled into a bitter smile upon hearing this.

Even though he couldn’t hear Imogen’s voice, he could guess what she had said.

She wasn’t just asking if Layla was at home, she was inquiring if he was at the Marshall villa.

“By the way, Grandma, is anyone else at home?” Imogen hinted.

Layla, understanding who Imogen was referring to, shot a glance at Troy and decisively replied, “No! It’s just me and Daisy here.”

over right away.”

up, Imogen fed Mochi and

down the phone and

Troy sighed, “Grandma…”

Where were you earlier?” Layla sighed, “It was your grandfather and I who helped facilitate this marriage, hoping Imogen

paused before speaking, “I’ve let you and

let her come over when you’re here. And if she’s here, you better not

moment, he softly said, “I understand. I’ll leave now… I’ll pick up Grace from the airport tomorrow morning and bring her to the

that before. Just go.” Layla gestured dismissively.

got up and left in

killed the engine. He leaned back in his

see the entrance of the Marshall villa.

an hour later, a familiar car stopped at the entrance.

gifts she had bought on route, and entered the

villa.

afternoon, when Imogen left the villa and returned to her spacious

‘fragile,‘ she realized her camera

she took some snaps of

with its cone of shame,

to log into her Instagram account and posted two

the previous controversies, her

that they had misunderstood her in the past and now felt sympathy for her

she didn’t want to use that Instagram

of a celebrity would be posted online. Many events were even influenced by

if her private

maintain her online

she died, the truth would be revealed.

she would use her public visibility and influence to

Internet was a double–edged

online presence. Despite her reluctance, Imogen

Mochi’s pictures, she received many comments praising the

someone asking about her Australian trip, probably having known about

account of her travels with Charlie, integrating photos from various places

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