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.”

fed Mochi and

in the Marshall villa, Layla put down the phone and glared at Troy, “Why are you still

Troy sighed, “Grandma…”

to me won’t help. I won’t assist you in deceiving Imogen. What good is regretting now? Where were you earlier?” Layla sighed, “It was your grandfather

paused before speaking, “I’ve let you and

she doesn’t want to see you, I won’t let her come over when you’re here. And if

expression darkened, and after a brief moment, he softly said, “I understand. I’ll leave now… I’ll pick up Grace from the airport tomorrow morning and

said that before. Just go.” Layla

got up and left in big strides.

his car, he drove a short distance, and then killed the engine. He leaned back in his seat,

could see the entrance of

familiar car

trunk, took out some gifts she

villa.

to her spacious single–level apartment, the security guard informed her of

she realized her

some

photos of Mochi, with its cone of shame, round eyes, short

to log into her Instagram account

controversies, her follower

post where she had shared a photo of the divorce agreement, many comments expressed that they had misunderstood her in the past and now felt

didn’t want to use that Instagram account anymore.

a celebrity would be posted online.

sure who was behind her father’s death, but she feared that if her private investigations were exposed, she might meet the same fate as her father.

to maintain her online

truth would

Noah might uncover some leads, but due to procedural issues or interference

her public visibility and influence to pressure the relevant departments to re–examine the case.

the Internet was

presence. Despite her reluctance, Imogen still had to manage

received many comments praising the cat’s cuteness and some rehashing

Australian trip, probably having known about it from

of her travels with Charlie, integrating photos

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