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?”

the paper with a grinning face, shaking it.

improvised, “A prank from a friend.”

“A prank?”

“Yes.”

without moving his eyes.

Imogen averted her eyes and

an unrelated question, “I want to go on an outing with

had a conflict with Emily, but in the end, they couldn’t go, which made Imogen feel a bit guilty.

it later. I

wouldn’t take action before the police found

bring some bodyguards along.

said, “I want

will make it

to the kitchen to

he entered the lobby. Dressed in a black down jacket,

watching Imogen enter the kitchen, Troy took the paper

from Yann. “What’s up? Why do you have

in Imogen’s place. Did

That’s impossible. I only had that private detective named Noah do something like that,

watch. “Sometime between six ten and six twenty

a prank, that would be best.

If not…

I got

the way, did you find

“I did.”

“Who?”

said

looked at the door

the case, probably to discuss the job.” Troy fell silent.

case from years ago? Yann

then. You’ve broken up with Sarah now,

information about the kidnapping case online

to hire a private detective.

paused for a moment. “What happened between me and her won’t change the fact

sympathize with Sarah, but there would also be many rats in the gutter standing

from years ago, he, as Sarah’s boyfriend, had been somewhat negligent.

the matter, and he would definitely

using that matter to threaten Sarah.

her

her.

sighed. “Yeah, you’re right.”

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

at him. “You’re here at the right time. Go and pick

sink was a plate of fresh and plump chicken wings.

“… Alright.”

Imogen, realizing she’s getting used to order

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