The Wrong Woman

Surrounded by a steady stream of compliments and admiration, Zoey gradually lost touch with her true self.

In the evening, at the end of the workday, Jasper left the office early as usual. He sat in his car, quietly watching the entrance of Star Enterprise, waiting for Imogen to emerge. Time ticked by slowly. Most employees departed, but Imogen had yet to appear.

Jasper's patience dwindled. He swung open the car door and strode into the office building. Suddenly, someone blocked his path. His face tightened as he examined the person blocking him. "Good evening, Mr. Morrison," Zoey greeted with a delicate and charming posture, her face illuminated by a warm smile, her eyes reflecting deep affection.

Jasper's expression stayed impassive as hummed in acknowledgment.

"Mr. Morrison, I'm truly sorry about all the gossip today. I have no idea who started it," Zoey murmured shyly.

"What gossip?" Jasper looked confused.

"You haven't heard?" Zoey seemed surprised.

"No, what's happening?"

everyone in the office is talking about how you have feelings for me," she said, blushing and glancing down in embarrassment. Her voice grew quieter as she added, "They're even

smile, intrigued by Zoey's apparent lack of self-awareness.

became even more enthusiastic and suggested cheerfully, "Mr. Morrison, how about we grab dinner

the idea appealing. "Sure,

first date, and you're

Disregarding her words, he gestured toward his car parked outside.

out of the office building, amidst the curious glances of onlookers. Employees at Star Enterprise began whispering about Jasper's

Imogen had been

corner, hesitant

laughing together as they exited the office building, got into his luxury car, and drove away that she finally emerged cautiously.

and understood he wasn't the lifelong partner meant for her. Despite this awareness, her heart wrestled with jealousy

stared up at the imposing villa before her and was struck by a sudden realization. Wasn't this villa owned by Jasper? How could she have been so oblivious? She sighed heavily,

had offered her an external job some time back. It had been a while since that job concluded. Why were they calling now? Could something