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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.”

to resist. She reluctantly turned to Charlene and

Charlene’s lips, and she responded proudly, “Apology accepted. But don’t think I’ll

behind Charlene’s actions. “However, Ms. Johnson, would you care to explain why you

wearing her confident smile, Charlene looked at Troy and confidently replied,

disbelief as she waited for Troy to deny it, but to her surprise, he remained

my office,” he instructed, jolting Imogen from her thoughts.

shot a fleeting glare at Charlene before following Troy, her heart heavy

her curiosity any longer and asked directly, “Mr. Marshall, why did

the desk, giving Imogen a fleeting glance but avoiding a direct answer. Instead, he shifted the topic unexpectedly.

guard, and she replied, “I’ve been busy lately, so I

Couldn’t Let

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

at Imogen intently.

the question that had been haunting her for so long. She wanted to know what his answer would be, but she didn’t have a chance to do so. But it seemed fate had given her an opportunity. Thus, she inhaled deeply,

decisive reply crushed the last shred of hope within her. “It won’t happen. And even if it were

felt like it was crumbling around her, and she struggled to find

prolong her suffering. “By the way, you already approved the plan, Mr. Marshall. So why do you want to replace

Xena?”

to intervene in

further details to Imogen. However, this only fueled Imogen’s curiosity. “I’ve been in charge of McKesson since the

Xena’s team to redesigning