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 locked eyes with Jasper, her heart racing with

him. Retracting his hand, Jasper cleared his throat and said, "I'm off to work now. Take your time to settle in and make yourself at home here. If you need

Imogen nodded in response.

a hint of hesitation visible on his face. Eventually, he departed, leaving Imogen alone in the

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

villa encompassed three

study, and work-truly catering to every requirement. The opulent lifestyle of the wealthy left her

same place. Moving on to the adjacent master bedroom, she

of their luggage

began unpacking her belongings

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

ended her career 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

secure admission to a prestigious school posed a threat to

parents decided to target Imogen, whose remarkable academic achievements shone