Chapter 325,1
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Chapter 325.1 The Way You Are (1)
After bing Nics‘ girlfriend, she took the time to familiarize herself with the Marshall family’s
circumstances and came across Troy’s photos online.
Little did she imagine that, even after their divorce, they would still be spotted together at the mall.
Could they be secretly nurturing the hope of reigniting their love?
“Um, Troy? Meet Amber, my brother’s girlfriend,” Imogen introduced.
Amber was met with a disinterested look from Troy, who chose not to say anything.
A trace of awkwardness crept over Amber, and she exchanged a brief, furtive look with Imogen.
Imogen attempted to soothe the situation and said, “Don’t take it personally. That’s just his way.” Amber
stiffly nodded and changed the topic. “Ms. Forbes, how about checking out our store? We’ve got some
new arrivals,” she said.
“Sure, let’s head in,” Imogen agreed after contemting.
Amber led Imogen into the store to showcase the spring collection while Troy followed, holding onto his
new stuffed toy.
The weather grew warmer, and it was time to don spring attire. Imogen chose a spring dress to try on,
and Troy patiently waited by the dressing rooms.
Amber observed Troy from a distance and approached with a friendly tone, smiling as she asked,
“Troy, are you and Ms. Forbes thinking about tying the knot again?”
Troy respondedposedly, “I’m not a fan of folks who don’t understand personal boundaries.”
Amber’splexion paled, and she quickly rified. “I didn’t mean to…”
Before she could finish her sentence, Troy shot her a chilling, prating gaze.
Amber fell silent, reluctant to utter another word.
Suddenly, someone behind them affectionately patted Troy’s shoulder and eximed, “Cousin?”
Troy turned slightly to gaze at the unfamiliar woman in surprise, arching an eyebrow. “Do I know” you?”
He asked.
The woman possessed a captivating beauty, dressed in upscale fashion, and carried a limited–edition
designer handbag. It didn’t seem like an intentional attempt to strike up a
conversation.
As she scrutinized Troy’s visage, her expression underwent a visible transformation.
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Troy’s countenance darkened as he began to piece together the puzzle.
Thedy snapped out of her thoughts, her cheeks red as she appeared apologetically. “I’m sorry, 1
mistook you for someone else. You look so much like my cousin.”
She hade across someone online who bore a striking resemnce to her cousin. Troy.
She even watched Troy’s speeches, which were almost as impressive as her cousin’s.
Now that she had a closer look at Troy, she realized this man was Troy she had seen on the Inte.
Troy furrowed his brow and quietly walked away.
“Wait.” The woman called out, approaching with her phone. “Can I add you on Facebook?”
The woman quickly uncovered Troy’s meticulously tailored clothing, the sumptuous fabric, and
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the exclusive branded watch adorning his right wrist, peeking out as he cradled the stuffed toy.
In the New York City, where social status often went hand in hand with luxury, it seemed highly likely
that he was indeed Troy.
“Sorry, I don’t add strangers on Facebook.”
Troy declined and moved to another nearby seat with the stuffed toy.
The woman watched him walk away, a hint of regret in her eyes. She then shot a nce at Troy before
turning her attention to Amber. “Do you have any new arrivals in your store?” she asked.
Amber was displeased that the woman was trying to get closer to Troy. She brushed her off and
casually replied, “They’re over there. You may take a look yourself.”
The woman’s expression soured. How could retail employees in New York City be so rude? She would
have preferred maintaining a positive image since Troy was still present. Otherwise, she might have to
call their manager and lodge aint.
The woman nced in Troy’s direction before turning and walking away.
Imogen emerged from the dressing room in her new spring dress, adjusting her cor in front of the
mirror.
“Ms. Forbes, you look fantastic in that dress. It suits you perfectly.” Amberplimented. Imogen
stepped away from the mirror, inspected herself from a distance, and then turned to the side to
evaluate the dress. “It’s decent.”
Her fairplexion and well–proportioned body made almost any outfit look ttering on her.
Troy came closer, his eyes fixed on Imogen in the mirror. “You look stunning. You don’t need to
change,” he said.
“Alright.”
Imogen folded a sweater and skirt before wearing her coat and heading to the checkout counter.
“Aren’t you going to pick out a few more pieces?” Amber looked at Troy and asked, “With your great
physique, pretty much anything would look good on you.”
Troy didn’t respond to her.
Imogen chuckled, “We’ve got other matters to attend to. Maybe next time.”
“Alright. Take care.” Amber saw them off with a farewell.
Once Imogen and Troy had left, Amber returned to the store. A colleague with some free time
approached her. “Amber, weren’t those two…?”
Amber calmly nodded as if it were amon urrence. “Yes, they are. My boyfriend’s brother and
his wife.”
“I’m jealous. You’ve got an awesome boyfriend.” Her colleague quipped.
Amber modestly smiled and replied, “There’s more to it than meets the eye. Being ed to a wealthy
familyes with its own set of challenges.”
“Regr folks have their share of problems, too.”
After a few more exchanges, they went their separate ways, and the colleague discreetly rolled her
eyes.
Amber hadn’t been dating long and was already calling herself tied to a wealthy family. Whether she
could marry into wealth was still a question mark!
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Outside the store, Imogen noticed that Troy wore a distant expression. “What’s on your mind?” She
asked.
Troy replied, “Nics doesn’t have great taste.”
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