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.

"I can do it. How

Old Wolf: "Eight thousand."

Imogen: "25 thousand."

Wolf: "You're

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

anyone else could do it,

sent an emoji of a big, grinning

usual, payment

Imogen: "Deal."

to take her laptop and place it on the coffee table. Sitting on the floor, she began to work, processing project

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

Jasper watched, the darker his expression became. He took out his phone and

his phone and sat down on the sofa. He calmly asked, "Imogen, what are

shocked. She quickly closed her laptop and turned to Jasper

lightly sighed. He

to Imogen and

code, but I

bal agency."