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Chapter 326.2 Angel in Disguise (2)

“I am perfectly calm. I have only one demand. You have to compensate me!” The young woman exclaimed.

“I’m sorry,

but I can’t do that,” the server replied.

“Where is your manager?”

“I’ll get the manager for you. Besides, today’s my last day on this job anyway.”

The server had no idea that her day would take such a disastrous turn. The young woman bumped into herself, yet now she dared to demand such a hefty sum for an accident she caused herself.

“You… I’m calling the police!” The young woman demanded.

“Calling the police? Are you going to report yourself?” Imogen intervened.

The young woman turned to look at Imogen, giving her a few skeptical glances. “Who are you? Mind your own business!” She exclaimed.

“I am minding my own business. Miss Wade is my friend.” Imogen gestured toward Ann, who was wearing a uniform, nodding in confirmation.

“Ms. Forbes.” Ann felt a pang of guilt and addressed Imogen.

didn’t deserve to have a friend like

pointed at the surveillance cameras and

everything. You accidentally bumped into her. Raising your voice doesn’t necessarily make you correct. Miss Wade generously offered to cover your dry cleaning costs, which was considerate. If you wish to involve the authorities, feel free to do so. We’re prepared to see this matter through to

turned pale as she stared intently at Imogen.

at her, the more a sense of familiarity washed over her. It all clicked when she recalled the server addressing Imogen as “Ms. Forbes” earlier. An astonishing thought rushed through her mind.

me,” Imogen confirmed, assuming the woman before her had recognized her from photos she

where they don’t belong. You’ve received the

tone.

in that crucial moment, and a specific person came

steely determination glinted in Imogen’s eyes after the woman hurled her spiteful comment. Imogen smiled wryly and sneered, “Well, blame it on my mom for dying early

“Seriously, who do you think you are, whether you’re in

even cursed her mother!

was no surprise that Troy

crossed her arms defiantly and countered. “Fortunately, my mother

Angel in Disguise (2)

didn’t instil in me the habit of making a scene and placing blame loudly on

The woman exclaimed angrily, “I can’t believe it, after all these years, you’ve become so sharp–tongued!”

wouldn’t dare speak up in childhood when she accidentally bumped

all these years, you’d still be so unreasonable,” Imogen retorted, taking out her phone, “Do you want to involve the police? Should I help you with that?”

Rover, Imogen’s cousin from her uncle’s side, was the same age

mother from as far back as she could remember.