Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 327.1 Acquaintances (1)

Ann finally began to piece things together and realized that Imogen and the unreasonable woman named Ivette were acquaintances.

While the two argued, Imogen subtly signalled Ann to leave.

Ann chose to stay because she knew that if she left, Ivette would likely pin the blame on Imogen.

Ivette, however, had no intention of actually calling the police. She shot Imogen a spiteful glance and then turned to leave.

As Ivette disappeared around the corner, Imogen shifted her focus and smiled at Ann. She asked, “Are you okay?”

Ann responded with gratitude, “I’m fine. Thank you, Ms. Forbes.”

Imogen continued, “It’s nothing. I overheard you mention that today is your last day working here?”

Ann explained, “Yes, that’s right. I had to take a break from school earlier due to my father’s health issues. But now he’s improving, and I’ve resumed my studies.”

Imogen congratulated her. “Please give my regards to him for his recovery.”

“Thank you. I’m going to get a broom to clean up this mess,” Ann replied.

“Go ahead.” Imogen said and then headed to the restroom.

When she returned from the restroom, she noticed someone had taken her seat across from Troy.

As she got closer, she recognized the person as Ivette.

While Troy was on stage singing, Ivette had noticed him.

She was hurrying earlier in an attempt to catch up with Troy.

way over. She plopped down in the seat across from

asked, “Do I know

she be so forgettable that people couldn’t recognize her at

and said, “We met

fell flat on the ground?”

went speechless again.

wasn’t the one who

some other little temptress trying to

“I never thought someone as handsome as you would have such an amazing singing voice.”

for the

much like my cousin, not to mention we’ve bumped into each other twice in one day.”

replied flatly, “Nah.”

pursed her lips slightly and played her trump card. “You’re Troy, right? Do

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she was referring to Yohan when

distinctive accent, and she

expensive attire wasn’t something an average person could afford.

to being mistaken for Yohan

resemblance between himself and Yohan, Ivette was banking on

or your cousin. Can I

slight air of pride and superiority in her “My cousin is Yohan!”

gaze.

he knew who

respect, considering their connection. Troy responded indifferently, “Yohan, who?

was left stunned,

of embarrassment

to her seat across

just trying to initiate a conversation.”