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?"

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

his hand, Jasper cleared his throat and said, "I'm off to work now. Take your time

Imogen nodded in response.

of hesitation visible on his face. Eventually, he departed, leaving Imogen alone

as Jasper left. Putting down her glass, she decided

encompassed three floors

versatile spaces for fitness, cinema, entertainment, study,

Jasper's luggage were not in the same place. Moving on to the adjacent

of their luggage

disheartened, Imogen began

office, observing the woman who had arrived for an interview-Imogen Kingsley. However, this Imogen

as a high-ranking official, while her mother had ended her career al net judge. Indeed, both of her parents had notable achievements C Despite her distinguished

failing to secure admission to a prestigious school

response, Zoey's parents decided to target Imogen, whose remarkable