Chapter 245 Hunger Strike

After bringing lunch back to the hospital ward, Imogen set out all the boxes of food on the table. Grace excitedly plopped down on the sofa and began to pick out dishes that she liked, saying, “I want this one and that one…”

Imogen glanced at Troy and asked calmly, “What do you want to eat? Or should I make a platter for you?”

Troy shook his head. “No need. I can’t eat.”

Imogen sneered and questioned in annoyance, “You can’t eat? Then why did Yann say you’ve been on a hunger strike because of what I said? He said you haven’t eaten anything for a whole day.” For a moment, Troy was surprised. A look of helplessness crept onto his pale face. “This is… I don’t know… Are you going to blame me for whatever he did…”

Imogen didn’t reply.

“Geez, him and his antics,” she thought.

She closed her eyes, deciding to keep him out of her mind by keeping him out of sight.

As they ate lunch, Troy sat next to them, working on his laptop.

After lunch, Imogen tidied up the table.

Just then, there was a beeping noise on the intercom by the door.

“Mr. Marshall?”

Imogen stepped forward and opened the door, seeing two middle–aged men standing outside. Behind them were two young people, each carrying a basket of fruits and some gifts. Imogen was taken aback for a moment before nodding politely. “Mr. Fox, Mr. Holland.” The two men, Jarvis Fox and Steve Holland, looked at Imogen and paused for a moment upon seeing her, though they didn’t overtly show their surprise.

“Ms. Forbes, is Mr. Marshall here?”

“He’s inside. Please come in.” Imogen stepped aside to let them in.

Grace was sitting on the sofa, staring at Jarvis and Steve with wide, curious eyes. “Hello, Misters, nice to meet you!”

crossed Jarvis and Steve’s minds when the

when Troy had a daughter, and she seemed to be a few years

adorable, little girl.” Jarvis responded with a smile, then shifted his Troy, who was

gaze to

and gave a faint nod.

“Grace, they have something important to

and waved at Troy. “Goodbye, Troy. We’ll come

See you

them disappear from the doorway, Jarvis waved his hand,

placed the fruits and gifts down, closed the

“Mr. Marshall…”

keyboard as he leaned back on the sofa’s backrest, looking relaxed. “If the two of you are here about the same matter as before, then please leave. Everything aside, with me in my current condition, I can’t handle my responsibilities in Marshall Group anymore.” Jarvis and Steve exchanged

that you’re not well now, Mr. Marshall. However, the corporation is facing severe

the business projects of Marshall Group and was taking a long time. to learn, rival companies seized the opportunity to snatch resources

members to rival companies. The directors held differing

been at rock bottom. Although there

conference, where a few agitated shareholders made a ruckus and demanded answers from the

had been in turmoil for more than two months. Jarvis had to admit that while Troy might be somewhat autocratic, he was the most suitable leader for Marshall Group. After all, the company

asked, “Internal and external

might not know, but in the past two months, several real estate projects that the company has planned in Creston City were suddenly

taking the projects

and that rash actions

with his large, bony hands casually resting on his knees while narrowing his eyes.

tolerate Leo’s actions because beo

wouldn’t allow outsiders to harm his

have. It’s the Harrington family from Jubilian

was deep in thought. “Why would the Harrington family from Jubilian City target Marshall

“Have you

their

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