The Wrong Woman

Zoey, Marcel, and Rosalind looked visibly frightened.

Jasper gave a slight smile. "I'm Imogen's husband. Yes, the very Imogen Kingsley you all are familiar with."

The three seemed unsettled.

"It seems you called us here today for this?" Marcel asked.

Zoey's disbelief morphed into anger. "You interviewed and allowed me into the PR department intentionally?"

A smile spread across Jasper's face. "Exactly. That was the only way for me to gather evidence of your impersonation of my wife.

"You've been using Imogen's identity, taking her degree, and continuing to work under her name and credentials. Those offenses alone are grounds for imprisonment."

Fear gripped Zoey, her eyes nervously darting toward her parents.

"Mr. Morrison, let's handle this rationally. It's been years, and there's no reason for further conflict. Besides, we've helped the Kingsleys through their troubles by providing a substantial sum," Marcel said calmly

phone and sent a message. Shortly after, he glanced up at the trio before him. "I've been waiting for this ever since I brought your

and Zoey were visibly flustered. They scrambled to plead with Jasper for mercy. Jasper remained unmoved by

Morrison, what will it take to

sneered, his eyes icy and unyielding, "Spare

The trio looked visibly shaken as they were swiftly taken into custody. Zoey's

Jasper's face turned grim as he received a phone call. Growing

the space agency. Upon entering, she was greeted by a spacious office, filled with rows of advanced computers showcasing detailed data

nervously absorbing her surroundings. In the office atrium, a dozen people gathered in earnest discussion, their expressions grave and

Imogen Kingsley," one of the

She felt the weight of their scrutiny, her fingers anxiously fidgeting with

research institute, called out to the woman modifying data at the

swiveled her chair toward the

her in," Terry

of tension as she stepped into the office. Mila scrutinized Imogen intently,