Chapter 106


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    Chapter 106 The Tomb of Heroes


    Troy recognized that this was a Jaguar from his garage.


    He walked across with his coat.


    Through the windshield in front of the car, he saw Imogen leaning on the back of the chair, arms


    crossed, looking at him calmly.


    Troy walked around from the front of the car to the other side, opened the passenger door, and got


    in. “How long have you been here? Why didn’t you call me?”


    Imogen started the car. “Not long. Someone was throwing herself into your arms at that moment.


    How could you have noticed me?”


    As soon as she stopped the car, she saw Charlene fall into Troy’s arms. After that, she was too


    focused on watching the show. How could she have remembered to call him?


    Troy smiled and exined, “I just stopped her from falling.”


    Charlene hid everything perfectly tonight and never did anything suspicious. However, she failed to


    control herself near the end.


    Just now, in the elevator, Troy saw Charlene’s unfinished movements from the wall.


    Troy did not believe that she really sprained her ankle.


    It seemed that, just as Imogen said, Charlene liked him.


    “Why don’t you send her to the hospital? Send her to the hospital, then send her home after that.


    and you might get a surprise.”


    Troy nced at Imogen and lowered the window ss on his side to let the wind blow in. “There is


    a surprise now too.”


    “Huh?”


    “You’ll know when we’re homed.”


    While Imogen was taking a bath, Troy walked in wearing a bathrobe, his face flushed, his voice


    hoarse, and his breathing heavy.


    She finally knew what surprise Troy was referring to.


    Troy realized that something was wrong with his body as soon as he got into the car.


    When he got home, he felt that his whole body was on fire, and there was hotness surging from the


    depths of his body, and even his throat was dry.


    He had been drugged.


    Troy did not expect Charlene to do this. While angry, he also felt a bit of imperceptible joy.


    Imogen still resisted him to a certain extent.


    This would be an excellent opportunity to ease the rtionship between them.


    Imogen shrank toward the corner of the wall and suggested. “Why don’t you take a cold shower?


    Isn’t that what you didst time…”


    “The weather is cold now. I’ll catch a cold now if I take a cold shower.”


    Troy approached step by step, looking at Imogen with scorching eyes. Some kind of scorching


    me shed in his eyes, and he interrupted her words.


    “Why don’t you go to the hospital…”


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    “It’s toote.”


    “Don’t… Hmm…..”


    Imogen’s lips were sealed shut.


    Troy embraced her and covered the back of her neck with his big hands, deepening the kiss. There


    was some tenderness within this passionate kiss.


    His hand that fell on her waist went down along her spine and rubbed her curvy tush twice. Then,


    he held Imogen’s hand and guided it under the bathrobe.


    The man’s breath filled up every corner of Imogen’s nose and mouth.


    The kiss was wet and steamy.


    Imogen was almost out of breath.


    Her other hand tightly grasped Troy’s bathrobe, but for some reason, she identally pulled the tie


    of the bathrobe.


    The robe fell to the ground and was quickly soaked by water.


    The sound of water was mixed with the man’s heavy panting and the woman’s tender moan.


    The small space was filled with an erotic atmosphere.


    Imogen positioned her arms against the wall, shaking with the rhythm. Her eyes were blurred, her


    face flushed, and her lips parted slightly.


    Troy held her slender waist with one hand, walked around in front of her with the other, and said


    vaguely, “It’s hard again, isn’t it?”


    At this moment, Imogen regretted that she did not lock the door when taking a shower.


    The thought shed by, and she was pulled into the vortex of passion again.


    After a long time, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.


    Troy carried out Imogen, who was wrapped in a bath towel, put her on the bed, and started a new


    round of conquest.


    The figures of the two people ovepped on the big bed.


    The room was filled with erotic voices.


    Even the moon was shy and hid behind the clouds.


    In the early morning, when Imogen opened her eyes, she saw Troy’s muscr chest had several


    obvious scratches on it.


    On his neck, there were a few small hickeys, which were very ingeniously positioned. They would


    only be faintly visible if Troy wore a shirt.


    This was her bad habit. It always had been.


    However, she thought she would never fall like this again.


    Yet, after getting close to him, she could not help but sink again.


    Imogen moved her body, feeling sore all over.


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    Recalling what happenedst night, she pursed her lips.


    He was a bit of a rascal. He said several times that he was about to finish soon, but he never


    stopped. Close to the end of it, she could no longer remain conscious.


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    In fact, they had never done it again since he went on a business trip in July.


    They had parted for too long.


    His technique was good, and she enjoyed it too.


    “Are you awake? What are you thinking about so early in the morning? Your face is so red.” Troy’s


    handsome face approached as heughed and joked.


    Imogen quickly denied, “I was thinking about anything. Why haven’t you gotten up yet?”


    ording to his previous routine, he should be jogging outside at this time.


    “I’m not jogging today.”


    After a while, Troy said suddenly, “I finally know why the old saying goes like that.”


    “What old saying?” Imogen asked casually.


    “That woman is the tomb of heroes.”


    Imogen was speechless.


    Troy wrapped his arms around Imogen’s waist, and his eyes were gentle. “Are you getting up or


    napping for a while more?”


    “Nap for a while,” Imogen said, “I’m a little sleepy.”


    Last night, they finished toote and barely slept.


    The two hugged each other on the bed for a while and got up on time at seven o’clock.


    After breakfast, they went to the office together.


    They seemed to be back to the previous state.


    When they parted at the elevator entrance, Troy took Imogen’s hand and kissed her on the lips. She


    quickly pushed him away, worried that they might be seen by others.


    The employees who were still shrouded in fear suddenly realized that Troy changed back today


    when they reported their work to him today. That irritable and temperamental Troy was gone, and


    that gentle and amiable Troy returned.


    This was simply great news.


    Some sharp–eyed people immediately caught something unusual on Troy’s neck.


    Imogen went to the bathroom and heard two colleagues talking in the cubicles beside her.


    One person said, “Hey, have you seen Mr. Marshall today?”


    “Yeah, why?”


    “Didn’t you notice?”


    “Notice what?”


    “You didn’t notice? It’s so obvious.”


    “Seriously, notice what?”


    “I’m telling you, there are two small hickeys on Mr. Marshall’s neck today, right there under the shirt.


    You can see them when he turns his head.”


    “Really?”


    “If


    you don’t believe me, go and see for yourself. s, I’m really envious. I wonder who can get hold


    of the handsome and amazing Mr. Marshall. In fact, I’ve seen hickeys in the same position on


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    him before. Mr. Marshall probably has a fixed bed partner.”


    “It’s not unusual. Think about it, what if Mr. Marshall is not good in bed?”


    “No! You can’t say Mr. Marshall isn’t good in bed! Anyone can be bad in bed, but not Mr. Marshall!


    Plus, I heard that the bigger a man’s nose, the bigger his thing.”


    “Mr. Marshall’s nose is really incredible.”


    The little hickeys on Troy’s neck quickly spread throughout thepany. Everyone knew it, and


    everyone’s guess was basically either Sarah or a fixed bed partner.


    Only Imogen’s assistant had a different opinion. Jason guessed it was Imogen.


    This was because the atmosphere between Troy and Imogen today waspletely different from


    that day.


    On that day, the two of them looked like they were going to fight any moment. Today, however,


    there was an almost visible sensual feeling between them.


    “What are you talking about? You dare to talk about Mr. Marshall’s private life? Go back to work?”


    Charlene scolded.


    The employees dared not gossip anymore and focused on the work.


    Charlene returned to her seat and closed her eyes, feeling extremely jealous.


    She knew that not only were her efforts wasted yesterday, but they even benefitted someone else.


    Imogen!


    Thinking of the scene at the elevator entrance, Charlene clenched her fists so hard that she almost


    broke her nails.


    At this time, thendline on her desk rang.


    Charlene nced at it. It was apany line from the president’s office.


    She answered the phone, “Hello, Mr. Marshall.”


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