Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper

Chapter 7: I Couldn’t Let the Child be Born

Troy’s stern gaze swept over Imogen’s expressionless face and then shifted to Charlene, sending at cold shiver down their spines. “You two are truly interesting.” he stated with a firm tone. “As directors, you argue and fight in front of the employees. Is this the example you wish to set for our company?”

The employees, cowed by Troy’s presence, hastily retracted their necks and avoided eye contact, captivated by the tense exchange before them.

Seizing the opportunity, Charlene swiftly spoke up, attempting to turn the tables in her favor. “Mr. Marshall, I was simply working when Ms. Forbes suddenly rushed over and created a scene, indiscriminately hitting me. Can someone who behaves like that truly be a brand director?”

Troy’s steely gaze turned to Imogen, and he spoke coldly, “Apologize.”

Though Imogen knew she wasn’t at fault, she could not voice her objections. With a deep breath and a clenched fist, she replied resolutely, “After Ms. Johnson.”

Her actions spoke of her determination not to apologize until Charlene did so first.

Charlene, however, met Troy’s gaze defiantly and insisted, “But Mr. Marshall, I didn’t do anything wrong.”

Before Imogen could respond, Troy interrupted firmly, “I said apologize.”

His unwavering voice left no room for negotiation, and Imogen looked up incredulously at his cold expression, her heart tingling with unease.

He didn’t even ask for the facts or listen to her side of the story.

Troy’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly as he reiterated, “I’ll repeat it. Apologize to her.”

but the pressure was too great to resist. She reluctantly turned to

lips, and she responded proudly, “Apology

actions. “However, Ms. Johnson, would you care to

at Troy and confidently replied, “Mr. Marshall

Troy to deny it, but to her surprise, he remained silent. Instead, he turned and walked toward the CEO’s

he instructed, jolting Imogen from her

she shot a fleeting glare at Charlene

arriving at Troy’s office, Imogen couldn’t contain her curiosity any longer and asked directly, “Mr.

his chair behind the desk, giving Imogen a fleeting glance but avoiding a direct answer. Instead, he shifted the topic unexpectedly. “What is your reply to the divorce

guard, and she replied, “I’ve been busy lately, so I haven’t

I Couldn’t Let the

to read it yet. But since you’re in a hurry, I’ll make sure

Imogen intently. “Okay,”

his answer would be, but she didn’t have a chance to do so. But it seemed fate had given her an

within her. “It won’t happen. And even if

around her, and she struggled to find words to say. All she managed

as not to prolong her suffering. “By the way, you already approved the plan, Mr. Marshall. So

Xena?”

for Troy to intervene in

in mind,” Troy replied briefly, not divulging further details to Imogen. However, this only fueled Imogen’s curiosity. “I’ve been in charge of McKesson since the beginning, and

from appeasing Xena’s team to redesigning advertising plans and coordinating schedules with the new spokesperson, photographers, and others. The entire