Chapter 29: Dare To Make This Bet?

The contents of the box sprawled out onto the floor.

A grotesque mixture of red and white–blood muddled with flesh–lay in a gruesome puddle. The pungent stench it emitted was revolting.

The servant, equally startled, reassured Imogen, “Madam, don’t worry. I’ll take care of this

mess.”

“No, don’t touch it. Contact the police immediately,” Imogen said, covering her nose as she carefully moved away from the spot.

“Of course. Should I also inform your husband?”

After a brief hesitation, Imogen replied, “He’s away on business. There’s no need to disturb him right now.”

“Understood.”

The servant promptly notified the police. Responding swiftly, they arrived to gather evidence and took statements from both Imogen and the servant, assuring them they’d get to the bottom of the

issue.

Once the officers departed, the servant thoroughly cleaned the affected area, disinfectants and air fresheners to mitigate the horrid odor.

spraying

Their investigations progressed rapidly. Surveillance footage helped identify the courier, leading them to the package’s origin and its sender.

Based on the available data, the sender was identified as a college student, still a minor.

Upon his arrest, he initially denied any involvement. However, his youthful naivety was no match for the seasoned investigators, and he soon confessed.

His motive was surprisingly simple: he was an ardent fan of Sarah and believed she was being unfairly treated by Imogen.

Imogen enlisted a trusted attorney from the Marshall Group’s Legal Department to oversee the

matter.

After returning from the police station, the servant shared a sigh with Imogen. “The youth nowadays don’t understand the meaning of fandom.”

he mention how he knew my

grandfather works as a cleaner in our

consider relocating him. It could pose

I’ll speak to the property

regained her composure, she decided to assess the public relations situation. She was taken aback to discover numerous replies and direct messages

The sight of over 999 unread messages left her

comment that stood out on her recent post read: [What kind of director is

How long have you two worked together and still no response from you? Your standards seem too high; neither McKesson nor Sarah meets them.

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Dare To Make This Bet?

it’s time to consider another job and let

we’ve done something wrong, let the law decide our fate, not

simply read: [I am blind.]

left Imogen’s head

further, she noticed that most comments carried

was just a personal account without any official verification. Yet, it was baffling how she received such an onslaught of messages so

from her old friends were buried underneath. The top comment garnered over a thousand

attention.

the influx of comments showed no signs of

being blamed for the makeup debacle. The narrative painted her as the one who had recklessly changed Sarah’s makeup,

delved deeper into Instagram and soon traced the origin of

group.

screenshots of

person labeled as “group manager” was clearly a part of

official page. Such actions could adversely affect Sarah. We’re all disappointed about the situation. Initially, Sarah’s makeup was just right. However, Director Forbes adamantly wanted changes! But given her role as project leader, Sarah felt compelled

group member inquired, [Isn’t Sarah close to Mr.

hushing

to Director Forbes. Turns out, she’s the adopted daughter of the Vice Chairman and holds a significant position within the Marshall Family. And she’s only twenty–five! How could someone that young become a

all makes sense

heard she’s quite self–assured.]

at the makeup disaster she created, yet

D questioned: [Does anyone have her Instagram handle?]

responded: [I’ve found

The chatter from this sizable audience seemed to gravitate towards Imogen’s Instagram, inundating her

to private messages,

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