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.

addressing the question by spending the entire evening holed up in his study, deeply immersed in work, and retiring to bed late

interview and was hired on the spot. The straightforward process and the superficial interview

contract with a flourish. If it weren't for Star Enterprise looming large

and onboarding to receiving her ID badge, everything was wrapped up smoothly in just a single day. It felt as though she

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

to Gerald Levingston, the director of R&D, and casually dropped a hint. "Gerald, meet our specially recruited newcomer. Please make sure

belly, scrutinized Imogen intently behind his thick glasses. The mention of Imogen being

Imogen's resume

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

his special attention and

don't care if she's connected to some higher-up! I won't have such a 'specially recruited' slotted into

the entire office