The Wrong Woman

Chapter 1036



Chapter 1036

Another night of sleeplessness tormented Imogen. She spent the entire night unable to sleep, consumed by anxiety. She felt trapped in a difficult situation with no apparent escape.

She wondered what kind of disaster her family would face if Nathan and Mila discovered the truth. She was aware that life wasn't a fairy tale. Princes didn't marry Cinderellas in the real world.

The next morning, Imogen got up unusually early. She quietly slipped out before Jasper even stirred. When she arrived at the office, her supervisor assigned tasks for her. She promptly dove into work, momentarily putting her worries aside.

Imogen had a humble educational background, yet was personally recruited by Jasper. With her attractive appearance and great figure, her supervisor was naturally aware of her special connection with Jasper.

Consequently, the tasks given to her were straightforward-typing, retrieving documents, and organizing materials and files.

During lunchtime, most employees gathered in groups to dine out, while a handful of dedicated ones, remained in the office like Imogen, nibbling on sandwiches or takeout.

Imogen couldn't shake off the heavy feeling in her heart, making the sandwich she had packed that morning seem particularly bland.

The idea of her unexpected marriage left her truly bewildered and incredulous. She was suddenly married to the CEO of Star Enterprise, which effortlessly landed her a role in the aerospace R&D department with his support. She felt undeserving of this position.

"Ms. Kingsley," someone called out to Imogen.

She turned to see who was at the door. A stranger entered, impeccably dressed in a suit with an ID badge hanging from his neck. With confidence, he walked up to her, holding a lunch box, and politely extended it to her. "Mr. Morrison prepared this lunch for you."

Imogen was startled and nervously surveyed the room. True to form, several colleagues stared at her in disbelief, their surprise evident in their expressions.

It seemed they were silently suggesting, "Look, someone with such a modest education still manages to land a job here. She must be having an affair with Mr. Morrison."

Imogen hesitated, unsure whether to accept or decline. She raised the sandwich in her hand. "Thank you, but I'm good with my sandwich."

The assistant placed the lunch box on Imogen's desk and said politely, "Ms. Kingsley, I'll leave it here for you. Don't forget to eat."

Imogen grabbed the lunch box and

returned it to the assistant, whispering, "I appreciate Mr.

Morrison's kindness, but I've already eaten. Please don't trouble yourself bringing me food." Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

The assistant looked at Imogen with a troubled expression.

Imogen pulled her chair back, straightened up, took a large bite of her sandwich, and then busied herself typing away at her computer. Reluctantly, the assistant left with the lunch box.

Soon after whispers began to ripple through the office. Following lunch, gossip spread like wildfire

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throughout the workplace. By the end of the day, the news had made its way across the entire company.

"Mr. Morrison prepared lunch for Imogen, but she turned it down."

"Mr. Morrison has a crush on Imogen."

"Mr. Morrison is trying to win Imogen's heart."

Word of such news traveled swiftly across Star Enterprise.

Meanwhile, in the PR department, a group of colleagues gathered eagerly around Zoey, asking, "Imogen, we heard Mr. Morrison has a crush on you. Is that true?"

Zoey was taken aback. Excitedly, she asked, "Who told you that?"

"It's the buzz around the company," said a colleague with envy written all over her face.

Zoey was somewhat surprised. Yet,

recalling how Jasper had personally interviewed her and how smoothly she had secured her position at Star Enterprise, she realized she must be significant to him.

So, Jasper did have feelings for her! She wondered if she could capture Jasper's heart by taking the lead and letting her charm shine.


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