Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson

Chapter 276

Chapter 276 Hostility

Lane hesitated to speak.

If Lane remembered correctly, Yohan was the chairman of Foreign Association when Imogen was studying abroad. Yohan had helped Imogen a lot. He was one of the men who got close to her. He might be the child that Imogen gave birth to!

Maybe the reason why Yohan was so hostile to Troy was because Yohan knew that Troy was Imogen’s ex–husband!

One of the reasons why Troy returned to Marshall Group this time was that the Harrington family poached several key figures in Marshall Group’s new energy project at a high price, and the project was shelved.

Every day of delay would be a huge loss.

This project was previously supported by Troy, and the investment was not small. The senior management was unwilling to waste all their efforts, and neither was Troy.

Anyway, Yohan should not be underestimated.

Lane was about to remind Troy about the relationship between Yohan and Imogen when the elevator door opened, and Troy strode out.

Lane could only keep up quickly.

This dinner was mainly for the acquisition of a technology company.

Troy immediately put forward this proposal after returning to Marshall Group, and it was unanimously approved by the board of directors.

Troy had just recovered from his stomach problem and should not drink alcohol. During the entertainment period, Lane was very conscientious in helping Troy avoid drinking.

As expected, Lane drank until he was unconscious.

After the meal was over, Troy asked the driver to take Lane home.

When Lane was sobered up, he had already forgotten about Yohan.

That night, Troy got the news from his secretary that Yohan had dinner with the chairman of that technology company in a certain restaurant, and they had a good talk.

Troy was going to disrupt the meeting again.

Troy raised his eyebrows and said to his secretary calmly, “I will make an appointment with the chairman of that technology company tomorrow.”

“Yes, Mr. Marshall.”

On the sixth, around noon, Imogen got a call from the chief.

The chief said regretfully, “The victim said she was afraid of remembering those bad things, and she didn’t want to see you.”

“Sir, can you please persuade her again? Her testimony is very important. I know it will hurt her a second time, but I have no other way. My father is my only family. I must let the murderer bring him to justice. Please help me again, okay?”

The chief sighed. “Okay, I’ll help you persuade her again.”

After hanging up the phone, Imogen was worried.

12:58

What she feared most happened.

If the victim was really unwilling to come forward, Imogen could only hope that Dustin could complete her commission, arrest Jeff, and send him back to the

country.

But there was no news from Dustin recently, so Imogen dare not hold too much hope.

After thinking about it, she sent a message to Dustin, asking him how he was progressing and whether he had caught Jeff.

On the seventh, early on the morning, Imogen received a call from the chief.

She connected in a nervous mood, and when she heard the good news from the chief, she held the phone and almost jumped up happily.

The victim agreed to meet her and agreed to meet at a certain restaurant at seven o’clock this evening.

The chief said that the victim’s attitude was not firm, and Imogen only had one chance. If she missed it, she might regret it.

“I know. I will definitely be there on time. I have really troubled you these few days. Thank you so much!”

“You’re welcome. This is also my duty.”

After hanging up the phone, Imogen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The victim agreed to see her, which was a good start.

She opened the message and looked at it, but Dustin didn’t reply.

Imogen thought that her fifty–thousand–dollar deposit was probably in vain.

At six o’clock in the evening, before going to the restaurant, Imogen sent Grace to Marshall villa. Arriving at the parking lot in front of the restaurant, Imogen unfastened her seat belt and turned. off the car. When she got out of the car, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at the door of the restaurant. It seemed to be Sarah.

Imogen walked into the restaurant with her bag, went straight to the second floor, and went to the reserved private room.

Turning around the corner, Imogen raised her head while going up the steps, and suddenly saw a person standing at the stairs on the second floor. It was the figure she had just seen, Sarah!

Sarah was dressed brightly, leaning on the railing of the stairs, with an elegant smile on her face, staring at Imogen without blinking as if she was deliberately waiting for her. “So I saw that right. It’s really your car!”

Imogen paused and continued to go upstairs. “What’s up? Ms. Page, waiting here for me, hoping for some small talk?” Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

“Of course not.” Sarah said with a smile, and a trace of cruelty flashed in her eyes. “I just want to give you a special gift…”

As soon as the words fell, she suddenly stretched out her hand and pushed hard.

“Ah!”

Imogen was caught off guard, lost her balance, and rolled down the stairs.

At that moment, the world spun.

When she regained consciousness, she had already fallen heavily to the ground, with the pain

making her dizzy.

She looked up, and Sarah was gone.

There were varying degrees of pain all over her body.

It was the forehead that hurt the most. When she touched it lightly, her face turned pale from the pain, and there was a trace of warm red liquid on her fingers.

“Miss, are you okay?” The waiter saw it and helped her up immediately. “You sit over there for a while, and I’ll get you the medicine box. Do you need me to call 911 for you?”

As soon as Imogen’s right foot touched the ground, there was a sharp pain in her ankle. She took a deep breath and checked her watch. It was almost seven o’clock.

“No. I’m fine. Do you have a band–aid?”

She didn’t dare to waste time. She finally made an appointment with the victim, fearing that victim would leave if she were late.

“Yes, I’ll go get it for you.”

Imogen took out a napkin from her bag, gently wiped the blood on her face, and asked the waiter to put two band–aids on her forehead. “Please save the surveillance recording for me. I will ask for its

copy when I finish my business.”

After the waiter agreed, Imogen limped up to the second floor, holding on to the railing, enduring the pain.

Imogen didn’t know where Sarah had gone, and Imogen didn’t have the time to argue with her now, thinking about calling the police after seeing the victim.

Arriving at the door of the agreed private room, Imogen was sweating from the pain, and her face was pale.

She took a deep breath, making herself look alright, and pushed the door open.

Just after Imogen walked a step further, she saw the figure sitting on the sofa. The next second, she stopped, and an angry look instantly appeared on her face. “Sarah, why are you here? Get

out!”

Sarah lazily leaned against the back of the sofa, holding a goblet in her hand, with a smug

smile on her face. “Why do you think I’m here? Don’t you know who you set up a meeting with? Are you sure you want me to leave?”

Imogen looked at Sarah’s smile, a flash of lightning flashed in her mind, and she thought of a certain possibility for a moment.

Imogen looked at Sarah in astonishment, with an expression of disbelief. “You…are the victim who was kidnapped back then?”

Thoughts were going back and forth. Imogen really didn’t expect it to be Sarah.

But now that Imogen thought about it, it was indeed Sarah.

Imogen had known from Riley and Leo that Sarah had been kidnapped and suffered a lot, and the chief also said that the victim was a woman who was brutally tortured by the kidnappers, and she was traumatized, which was just right.

Sarah took a sip of red wine. “Yes, do you know why this case is so secretive? It was because of Troy. He used his connections in Marshall Group to suppress the news and delete all relevant web pages after the incident happened.”