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

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

people sharing a name can chart such distinct paths.

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

skipped a beat. Anxiously, she asked, "Skylar, did you say there's another Imogen Kingsley in the

"Yes, is everything

she graduate

did. She's tall and slender. Are you

her head and responded, "No, I'm not. I

true, but she works in PR. The chances of your paths crossing are pretty slim," Skylar

each teeming with thousands of

Imogen lingered outside