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Chapter 318.2 Hero Saves Beauty(2)

“No need. Please, just leave,” Imogen replied, rubbing her temples with her hand.

“What if we don’t want to leave?” The man in front of her said with a hint of insolence.

Imogen hesitated for a moment, swaying as she tried to stand up from her seat. She intended to leave.

The man on her left blocked her path. “Where are you going, beauty? I’ll go with you.”

“I want to pay my bill.”

“Why settle the bill now? Stay a bit longer.”

Imogen was growing impatient and raised her voice, “Waiter!”

Just as two waiters had finished moving some boxes and came out from the storage room.

Seeing this, a man stepped forward and glanced at the three men, “Madam, what’s the matter?”

“I want to pay my bill, but they won’t let me leave.”

The waiter said, “Gentlemen, how about letting her go? Don’t make things difficult.”

“Get lost, this is none of your business!” The man with the crew cut snapped, interrupting the waiter

and giving a menacing warning.

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“Brother, calm down,” The other waiter tried to mediate.

“Who are you calling ‘brother‘? Mind your own business if you know what’s good for you!” The man with

the crew cut threatened.

“Sir, if you continue causing trouble like this, we won’t welcome you here.”

The man with the crew cut raised an eyebrow and took a step forward, being confrontational. “What?

You dare kick me out? Try it!”

The man on the left couldn’t hold back and stepped forward, pointing at the waiter. “What’s your

attitude towards Dragon? Get your manager out here!”

The man on the right chimed in, “You must be new here, right? You don’t know who Dragon is, do

you?”

Another waiter stepped forward to mediate.

However, Dragon and his companions refused to back down.

Seeing that they reluctantly cleared some space, Imogen immediately moved away.

But just as she took a couple of steps, Dragon grabbed her wrist firmly. “Beauty, don’t be in such a

hurry to leave!”

“Let go!” Imogen struggled hard but couldn’t break free.

Under the influence of alcohol, her voice had lost its intimidation.

“You can leave after having a few drinks with me.”

“Dream on!”

Dragon’s face twisted into a sinister grin. “You refuse my kindness?”

He pulled her wrist forcefully.

Imogen’s head spun, and she felt dizzy. Looking around, she found herself back in her seat. Dragon

swiftly poured a drink and forcefully placed it in front of Imogen. “Drink it!”

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Imogen raised her head and looked at the man. She pursed her lips and remained silent, neither

accepting nor refusing the drink.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense.

“What’s going on here?”

Suddenly, a voice came from not too far away, and everyone turned to look.

Dragon raised an eyebrow. “Who are you?”

Imogen’s eyes sparkled, and she exclaimed, “Troy!”

Her resentment towards Troy disappeared in an instant, and she was glad that he came in time.

Dragon scrutinized the newcomer carefully. He put on a fawning smile. “It’s my honor to meet Marshall

Group’s Chairman, Mr. Marshall, here. I’m truly honored.”

The newcomer did not deny his identity. He glared coldly at Dragon. “Get out of here now.” Dragon’s

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expression changed, as if he wanted to argue but thought better of it. “Fine, I’m leaving. Mr. Marshall,

please forgive me for any offense.”

Once outside the bar, Dragon’s companions asked with curiosity, “Dragon, was that really Troy?” “It

looked like him to me,” Dragon said.

“I think so, but not exactly. It’s like there’s a slight difference from what we’ve seen in the news.” “The

news photos were definitely photoshopped,” Dragon insisted. “That woman was his ex–wife, Imogen,

and who else could the man be if not Troy?”

“Who cares who he is? We got our money, that’s what matters.”

As Dragon and his two companions left, Imogen breathed a sigh of relief. She squinted her eyes and

smiled. “Troy, thank goodness you came… I forgive you for a few minutes.”

The man approached, sat down across from Imogen, and looked at her seriously. “Who am I?”

Imogen paused for a moment, blinked her eyes, and said, “Troy, have you gone crazy?”

Yohan sighed.

Clearly, she was intoxicated, which was why she mistook him for Troy.

His eyes were deep with a hint of bitterness.