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.

evening holed up in his study, deeply immersed in work, and retiring to bed late into

arrived at Star Enterprise's HR department as planned. She breezed through her initial interview and was hired on

contract with a flourish. If it weren't for Star Enterprise looming large before her, she'd find it hard to believe any of it was real, including

wrapped up smoothly in just

going straight home, Skylar led her to an adjacent, spacious building. Inside, the space was filled with mechanical

R&D, and casually dropped a hint. "Gerald, meet our specially

man in his 50s with thinning hair and a noticeable belly, scrutinized Imogen intently behind his thick glasses. The mention of Imogen being

accepted Imogen's resume

assuming she was a highly paid expert poached from a prestigious institution by some higher-up. However, he was surprised to learn that "specially recruited" didn't mean What he

demanded his special attention

"I don't care if she's connected to some higher-up! I won't have such a 'specially recruited' slotted into my department. We're not here

entire office turned to look