The Wrong Woman

Shortly afterward, they stepped into the villa.

Imogen found herself in the opulent living room, nervously scanning its lavish surroundings. She hesitated to touch anything. Each item seemed too valuable to risk damaging.

In contrast, Jasper appeared at ease in this environment. He swiftly carried their luggage upstairs.

Upon returning downstairs, he vanished into the kitchen. Moments later, he reappeared with a glass of water, handing it to Imogen.

"Thank you," Imogen murmured appreciatively as she took the glass, feeling its warmth.

Sensing Imogen's unease, Jasper tried to reassure her, saying, "Feel free to make yourself comfortable here. You don't need to worry about damaging anything."

Taking a sip of the warm water, Imogen nervously replied, "But this place isn't our home."

Jasper smiled gently, reaching out to stroke her hair. "That's alright. Just try to relax a bit, okay?"

standing frozen as she

actions had unintentionally made her uneasy. Having grown accustomed to affectionately patting Candice's head, this gesture of fondness came naturally to him. Retracting his hand, Jasper cleared his throat and said, "I'm off to work now. Take your time to settle in

Imogen nodded in response.

visible on his face. Eventually, he

as Jasper left. Putting down her glass, she decided to explore

encompassed three floors in

entertainment, study,

to the adjacent master bedroom, she found her luggage neatly arranged inside. Instantly, confusion

of their luggage strongly

began unpacking

in the CEO's office, observing the woman who had arrived for an interview-Imogen Kingsley.

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decided to target Imogen, whose remarkable