The Wrong Woman

Gerald was startled. He turned abruptly, his expression alarmed as he looked at Imogen. Imogen felt uneasy under his scrutiny. She wondered what Skylar had said to Gerald to cause such a strange reaction. Just moments ago, Gerald had worn a grim expression and a visibly annoyed attitude. However, upon hearing Skylar's words, he swiftly switched to a smiling face. His round, big face lit up with a broad smile, a sharp contrast to his earlier demeanor.

Gerald approached Imogen in a gentle and humble manner, speaking in a friendly tone, "You're Imogen, right?"

Imogen hurriedly nodded in response. "Yes, Mr. Levingston."

Gerald smiled warmly and said politely, "Please, call me Gerald. Everyone does."

"Of course, Gerald," Imogen responded respectfully.

Apart from his skills, Gerald earned the role of R&D director for his sharp insights. He guided Imogen to her workstation, set up a new computer for her, provided fresh office materials, and warmly introduced her to everyone.

Where he had previously shown disdain toward her, now he was exceedingly humble and polite, even encouraging other employees to look after her well.

the sidelines, smiling

Skylar politely said, "Let's call it a day. Get some rest and be here on time tomorrow morning." "Thank you, Skylar," Imogen replied

how two people sharing a name can chart such distinct paths. Not long ago,

had all the qualifications but didn't quite catch your break. She ended up starting in

she asked, "Skylar, did you say there's another

nodded. "Yes, is everything

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and responded, "No, I'm not. I just find it

true, but she works in PR. The chances

spanned three expansive buildings, each teeming with thousands of employees. The steady stream of people meanenet random meetings were uncommon even within the

to Skylar, Imogen lingered outside Building One of Star