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.

entire evening holed up in his study, deeply immersed in work, and

Enterprise's HR department as planned. She breezed through her initial interview and was hired on the spot. The straightforward process and the

surreal, like 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 believe any of it was real,

badge, everything was wrapped up smoothly in just a single day. It felt as though she was caught in a

building. Inside, the space was filled with mechanical displays and

passed Imogen's information to Gerald Levingston, the director of R&D, and casually dropped a hint. "Gerald, meet our specially recruited newcomer. Please make sure she settles

Imogen intently behind his thick glasses. The mention of Imogen

Imogen's

paid expert poached from a prestigious institution by

demanded his special

some higher-up! I won't have such a 'specially recruited' slotted

entire