The Wrong Woman

Mila glanced at the time and suggested, "Why not make it today? My son has the day off. I'll ask him to come over."

Feeling awkward, Imogen quickly shook her head. "That's not necessary, Professor Winkler. You don't need to have him come over just for me." Being extremely fond of Imogen, Mila ignored her protests and made the call.

Jasper's voice came through the line, "Mom, what's up?"

"Are you off today? Do you have time to come over? I'd like to introduce you to a new friend."

Jasper responded coolly, "I don't have time today. I'm at a gathering."

"Are you still working on a weekend?"

"Yeah."

Annoyed, Mila protested, "Can you stop wasting all your time on work? It's the weekend. You should spare some time to mingle around with people."

"Mom, I don't have time to go back..."

"Fine, next time then."

"Alright."

came to her mind, and Mila inquired curiously, "By the way, there's news online about you and Oakley's granddaughter checking into a hotel. What's that about?" "It's just

can't be tied to the Gibsons. I'd rather you stay single

the Gibson family had a history tied to gangsters, and even though they had become more legitimate, they still engaged

bit impatient. "I'm really

turned to the embarrassed

and shook her head. "It's

invitation again.

responded, "No,

no big deal." Mila interrupted, her hospitality unwavering. "It's just dinner anyway. Consider

Imogen reluctantly agreed, steeling

chatted in the living room for a

evening, Imogen received a message from Jasper.

texted back, "I'm at a

back? Do you need me to pick

I'll take a taxi

late. I'm worried about you. Send me your location before

put down her phone and

eyes sparkled with jealousy.