Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Papers novel 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 p
tly 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, spraying disinfectants and air fresheners to mitigate the horrid odor.
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.”
Imogen inquired, “Did he mention how he knew my address?”
“It seems his grandfather works as a cleaner in our community.”
“We should inform the property management and consider relocating him. It could pose a potential threat.”
“Understood. I’ll speak to the property management about it.‘
Once Imogen had regained her composure, she decided to assess the public relations situation. She was taken aback to discover numerous replies and direct messages on
her Instagram account.
Opening her phone, she tapped on the app. The sight of over 999 unread messages left her momentarily stunned.
The first comment that stood out on her recent post read: [What kind of director is she? Haphazard creations. She should really pay attention to the result.]
The next one stated: [It’s Director Forbes. How long have you two worked together and still no response from you? Your standards seem too high; neither McKesson nor Sarah meets them. Maybe it’s time to consider another job and let Sarah be. What do you think?]
Another comment pleaded: [If we’ve done something wrong, let the law decide our fate, not this portrayal of Sarah. Spare the fans and Sarah. Haven’t we been punished enough?]
A fourth simply read: [I am blind.]
These comn
left Imogen’s head spinning.
As she scrolled further, she noticed that most comments carried the same
condemning tone.
Her Instagram was just a personal account without any official verification. Yet, it was baffling how she received such an onslaught of messages so suddenly.
Among the multitude of new comments, those from her old friends were buried underneath. The top comment garnered over a thousand likes, while the subsequent ones also received significant attention.
Furthermore, the influx of comments showed no signs of slowing down.
From the remarks, Imogen discerned that she was being blamed for the makeup debacle. The narrative painted her as the one who had recklessly changed Sarah’s makeup, leading to the current uproar.
Imogen delved deeper into Instagram and soon traced the origin of the commotion. On Sarah’s trending topic, there were screenshots of discussions from a fan group. The person labeled as “group manager” was clearly a part of Sarah’s team. In the group, the manager advised: [I urge all fans to remain composed and refrain from posting inflammatory remarks on McKesson’s 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 to comply.]
A group member inquired, [Isn’t Sarah close to Mr. Marshall? Can’t something be done?]
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The manager responded with a hushing emoji: [I shouldn’t divulge much.] Another screenshot from the same fan group revealed a fan who had dug up about Imogen: [It’s clear now why Sarah couldn’t stand up 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 director without influential backing?]
Fan A commented: [It all makes sense now.]
Fan B added: [I’ve heard she’s quite self-assured.]
Fan C quipped: [Just look at the makeup disaster she created, yet she probably believes it’s a masterpiece.]
Fan D questioned: [Does anyone have her Instagram handle?]
Fan E quickly responded: [I’ve found it.]
The post, though only featured on Sarah’s trending topic, accumulated over a thousand comments. The chatter from this sizable audience seemed to gravitate towards Imogen’s Instagram, inundating her account with messages and comments. The comme tion tends to be more civil compared to private messages, where one might encount abusive content.
After skimming a few words, Imogen decided to delete all her private messages. Is this the solution Charlene discussed with Team Sarah?
Blaming everything on her?
Imogen archived the photos and evidence, then logged out of her account. First and foremost, she reached out to the studio head to ensure they identified whoever was responsible for the photo leak and to check the surveillance footage.
Imogen dialed Charlene’s number.
Charlene seemed to anticipate the call. As soon as her phone rang, she answered, “Hello? It’s Director Forbes. How are you? Enjoying your time at home?”
“Charlene, don’t play innocent! Was it your doing on Instagram?”
“Director Forbes, calm down. I’m only doing what I was told. Mr. Marshall gave me the task of quelling rumors about Miss Page by any means necessary, without tarnishing the brand’s reputation. If that means sacrificing you, then so be it.” There was a hint of arrogance in Charlene’s voice.
Mention of “Mr. Marshall” made Imogen’s heart skip a beat. She collected herself and responded, “Did Mr. Marshall really ask you to do this, or was it your own initiative?”
“It was my decision. However…” Charlene’s voice shifted, “Even if I acted without Mr. Marshall’s approval, he knows about my actions, and he won’t reprimand me. Director Forbes, are you willing to take that bet?”