The Wrong Woman

"How about I wash them instead?" Imogen said because she could see that Jasper wasn't good at housework, or perhaps he had no experience at all. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

As she stepped into the kitchen, Jasper quickly put down what he was doing and pushed her toward the door.

He said firmly, "No, I said I'll do it, so I will do it well."

"Just be careful," Imogen said, a bit worried about him.

Jasper replied with a gentle smile, "Alright."

Imogen went to sit in the living room.

Jasper washed the dishes, cleaned up, and even wiped down the stove.

In the living room, Imogen was looking at her phone. Suddenly, she received a message from an old client, codenamed "Old Wolf."

Old Wolf: "Imogen, there's an outsourcing project. Can you do it?"

Imogen: "What kind of project?"

Old Wolf sent a file labeled "Confidential". Upon opening it, she was shocked and looked at it for a long time.

can do it. How much

Old Wolf: "Eight thousand."

Imogen: "25 thousand."

"You're

of project this is. If 25 thousand is too much, you can find someone

else could do it,

then sent an emoji of a

"Deal. As usual, payment after

Imogen: "Deal."

her room to take her laptop and place it on the coffee table. Sitting on the floor, she

screen was filled with strings of code, lines of data, and pages of programming. She was so engrossed that she didn't notice Jasper quietly crouching behind her and observing her. Her fingers flew over the

more Jasper watched, the darker his expression became. He took out his phone and discreetly captured a

sat down on the sofa. He calmly

her laptop and

lightly sighed.

closer to Imogen

all the code, but I recognise the software backend you

bal agency."