The Wrong Woman

Jasper felt flustered and hastily attempted to deflect. "I could tell something was bothering you, and I figured it might have been related to the interview."

Imogen wasn't convinced by his explanation, which seemed full of holes. She questioned, "Maybe I'm just in a bad mood from a botched interview. How do you know I didn't even attend?"

Jasper fell silent, leaving Imogen staring at him, clearly baffled. He quickly shifted gears, making his way to the kitchen. "You haven't eaten dinner yet, have you? Let me whip something up for you." "Jay," Imogen called after him.

Jasper remained focused on cooking. "What are you in the mood for? Maybe some beef?"

"Are you really not going to explain?"

"I was just guessing."

Imogen let out a deep sigh, unsure of how to respond.

question by spending the entire evening holed up in his study, deeply immersed in work,

department as planned. She breezed through her initial interview and was hired on the spot. The straightforward process and the superficial interview seemed like mere formalities. They hired her without

living in a dream, until she signed her employment contract with a flourish. If it weren't for Star Enterprise looming large before her, she'd find it hard to

smoothly in just a single day.

Inside, the space was filled with mechanical displays and operational areas dedicated to the R&D department. In the R&D office, everyone was fully engrossed

a hint.

thinning hair and a noticeable belly, scrutinized Imogen intently

Imogen's

she was a highly paid expert poached from a prestigious institution by some higher-up. However,

"specially recruited" demanded his special attention

snapping, "I don't care if she's connected to some higher-up! I

the entire office