Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 274 Death Threats

Unable to control herself, Imogen swallowed a mouthful of saliva and tightly gripped her sleeve as she looked around warily.

This floor belonged to only one household, with the elevator hall right outside the door and the fire escape next to it.

The surroundings were silent, with only faint noises from the elevator going up and down. But Imogen felt as if she could hear breathing behind the fire escape door—the person who delivered the paper must be hiding there, watching her reaction.

Imogen took a deep breath, turned around, and closed the door, locking it.

Leaning against the door panel, she let out a sigh of relief.

After a few minutes, Imogen calmed down and took a picture of the piece of paper to send to the property management, requesting them to retrieve the surveillance footage.

When she decided to investigate this matter, and when she received the death threat from Noah, she had already thought about the consequences, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

It had come to this point, and she couldn’t just give up.

Imogen picked up her phone and called Troy.

When the call connected, she immediately said, “Troy, I suddenly have something to do. Take Grace home with you. I won’t have any free time these days…”

It didn’t matter if something happened to her, but she couldn’t let Grace get involved.

Troy spoke on the other end of the phone, “We are already downstairs at your place.”

Imogen said, “Why don’t you go back first?”

Troy responded with a laugh, “He.”

Imogen didn’t say anything. “…”

Two minutes later, the doorbell outside rang again.

This time, Imogen checked through the electronic screen and confirmed that it was Troy and Grace before opening the door.

As soon as they entered, Grace let out a breath of relief and took off his shoes, jumping around and playing with the cat as if he had returned to his happy place.

Troy closed the door and looked at Imogen, saying, “You suddenly have something to do? What is it?”

“…I can’t say, but it’s really important. Can you take Grace and leave for now?”

On the side, Grace frowned and said, “Imogen, I want to sleep with you. Can I?”

Imogen walked over to him and said seriously, “Grace, I really has something important to do these days. Can you stay with Troy for now? When I’m free, you can come and play with me.”

“When will you be free? Can you still take me on an outing?”

“If it’s an outing, I can’t take you anymore.”

Grace wore a displeased expression and was about to say something when Troy asked, “What is this?”

head and saw Troy holding the paper with a grinning

and improvised, “A prank from a

“A prank?”

“Yes.”

looked at her without

eyes and said, “Grace, what

with an unrelated question, “I want to go

in the end, they couldn’t

about it later. I

take action before

bring

said, “I want

will make it for

went to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

suspicious man he had seen at the entrance of the building when he entered the lobby. Dressed in a black down jacket, duckbill

Imogen enter the kitchen, Troy took the paper and went outside

and he heard a casual voice from Yann. “What’s up? Why do you have time to call

Imogen’s place. Did

sounded surprised, “What? That’s impossible. I only had that private detective named Noah do something like that, and

between six ten and six twenty in the evening today, see if anyone suspicious came to

prank, that would be

If not…

got

you find out who hired

“I did.”

“Who?”

said softly.

paused and looked at the door beside him. “Are you

case, probably to discuss the job.”

Imogen hire a private detective to investigate the kidnapping case from years ago? Yann chuckled. “Hey, do you think maybe

let her investigate it, then. You’ve broken up with Sarah now, right? Why are you still

case online now, but it’s all thanks to Troy.

to hire a private

between me and her won’t change

perhaps there would be many people who would sympathize with Sarah, but there would also be many

he, as Sarah’s boyfriend,

Sarah that he would completely bury the matter, and he

of using that matter to

consequences of her own actions,

her.

sighed. “Yeah, you’re right.”

returned to Imogen’s house and heard some noise coming from the kitchen. He walked over.

time. Go and pick the bones from the chicken wings. I’m going to make

plate of fresh and plump chicken wings.

“… Alright.”

she’s getting used