The Wrong Woman

Chapter 976

When Imogen stepped out of the alley, she saw Jasper holding her frog head, looking around as if earnestly searching for her.

As soon as he turned and their eyes met, he walked over briskly. With a furrowed brow, Jasper asked, "How much did those little frogs cost?"

"About 50 dollars," Imogen replied.

He seemed incredulous and shocked. "You chased an old lady down two streets over 50 dollars?"

Imogen's face darkened in annoyance. "Is it just about the money?"

"If it's not about the money, then what's the problem?" he countered.

Imogen huffed, realizing that good looks didn't necessarily mean good sense. This small disagreement already revealed their clashing values.

Forcing a polite smile, she explained, "Yes, it's about the money. Those 50 dollars are worth a two-day meal for me. I woke up early in the morning, ran to the wholesale market, and hauled back those little frogs.

"I inflated each one myself, hoping they'd sell well. I protected them while running away from the city officials for an hour. Now, a thief disguised as an old lady stole them, and I went to get them back. Is that wrong?"

handed Imogen all the

bad and waste her time on these trivial matters.

the thick wad of cash. There must have been at

his

she grabbed the money and

"This guy is good at pretending to be rich. He's probably given me all he's got and might have to scrape by next

such generosity. Even if he was broke,

giving me this money voluntarily?" she asked,

to her

suddenly aware of the sweat

Imogen couldn't help but ask, "Asher, did you just

"What did you call

Asher, you're 37, a tech school graduate now working as

dollars in debt, but you've managed