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?"

taken aback, standing frozen as she locked eyes with Jasper, her heart racing

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

Imogen nodded in response.

her briefly, a hint of hesitation visible on his face. Eventually, he departed,

quietly as Jasper left. Putting down

encompassed three floors

and versatile spaces for fitness, cinema, entertainment, study, and work-truly catering to every requirement. The opulent lifestyle of the wealthy

to the adjacent master bedroom,

separate arrangement of their

Imogen began unpacking her

observing the woman who had arrived for an interview-Imogen Kingsley.

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possibility of Zoey failing to secure admission to a prestigious school posed a

target Imogen, whose remarkable academic achievements shone brightly despite