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?"

momentarily taken aback, standing frozen as she

naturally to him. Retracting his hand, Jasper cleared his throat and said, "I'm

Imogen nodded in response.

on his face. Eventually, he departed,

Jasper left. Putting down her glass, she

villa encompassed three floors

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

luggage were not in the same place. Moving on to the adjacent master bedroom, she found her luggage neatly arranged inside. Instantly, confusion clouded her mind.

their

began unpacking

headquarters, Jasper sat at his desk in the CEO's office, observing the woman who had arrived for an interview-Imogen

al net judge. Indeed, both of her parents had notable achievements C Despite her distinguished lineage, Zoey's academic performance was consistently subpar, making it e challenging for her to secure

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

decided to target Imogen, whose remarkable academic achievements shone