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?"

how you have feelings for me," she said, blushing and glancing down in embarrassment. Her voice grew quieter as

apparent lack of self-awareness. He

suggested cheerfully, "Mr.

found the idea appealing. "Sure, let's invite your

taken aback. "What? It's our first date, and

remark amusing. Disregarding her words, he gestured toward his car parked outside. "Let's

the curious glances of onlookers. Employees at Star Enterprise began

had

corner, hesitant to emerge.

chatting and laughing together as they exited the office building, got into his luxury car, and

he wasn't the lifelong partner meant for her.

her and was struck by a sudden realization. Wasn't this villa owned by Jasper? How could she

had offered her an external job some