The Wrong Woman

Zoey, Marcel, and Rosalind looked visibly frightened.

Jasper gave a slight smile. "I'm Imogen's husband. Yes, the very Imogen Kingsley you all are familiar with."

The three seemed unsettled.

"It seems you called us here today for this?" Marcel asked.

Zoey's disbelief morphed into anger. "You interviewed and allowed me into the PR department intentionally?"

A smile spread across Jasper's face. "Exactly. That was the only way for me to gather evidence of your impersonation of my wife.

"You've been using Imogen's identity, taking her degree, and continuing to work under her name and credentials. Those offenses alone are grounds for imprisonment."

Fear gripped Zoey, her eyes nervously darting toward her parents.

"Mr. Morrison, let's handle this rationally. It's been years, and there's no reason for further conflict. Besides, we've helped the Kingsleys through their troubles by providing a substantial sum," Marcel said calmly

his phone and sent a message. Shortly after, he glanced up at the trio before him. "I've been waiting for this ever since I brought your daughter into my company. It's time to put an end to

expression hardened with fury. Rosalind and Zoey were visibly flustered. They scrambled to plead with Jasper for mercy. Jasper remained unmoved

Morrison, what will it take

eyes icy and unyielding,

looked visibly shaken as they were swiftly taken into custody.

he received a phone call. Growing anxious, he urged the

was escorted from the

the space agency. Upon entering, she was greeted by a spacious office, filled

at the doorway, nervously absorbing her surroundings. In the office atrium, a dozen people gathered in earnest discussion, their

furrowed with concern.

brought Imogen Kingsley," one of the

of their scrutiny, her fingers anxiously fidgeting with her clothing, her breaths coming in

agency's research institute, called out to the woman modifying data at the center, "Professor Winkler, we've found the person who set

swiveled her chair toward the

in," Terry