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Chapter 322.1 About to Be Doomed (1)

As soon as her upper body cooled down, Imogen immediately became more awake and said. vaguely,

“Troy! Don’t…”

The next second, Troy knelt on both sides of her body, raised his upper body, and stared at her, looking

down inch by inch. His eyes got darker with a strange fire within.

She was so angry that her chest heaved violently and trembled slightly.

Imogen’s face turned red when she saw the look in his eyes. She struggled to free her wrist. “Troy, let

me go. If you do this again, I’ll be angry!”

Troy looked calm as if he hadn’t heard Imogen’s words and took off his tie with one hand. Imogen was

stunned.

Then Troy tied her wrists together with his tie.

Imogen struggled violently. “No! Troy, calm down!”

Troy didn’t stop. He wrapped two circles around Imogen’s wrists and tied a bow.

“Troy, what’s wrong with you? Can you just tell me what’s on your mind? Go and have a good sleep,

and we’ll have a good talk tomorrow morning…”

As soon as she finished speaking, Troy covered her mouth with his hand.

“Wuh…”

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Imogen wanted to cry.

She met an ungrateful soul.

Just like the story of The Farmer and The Snake, The Scorpion and the Tortoise, Jesus and Judas, it

was Imogen and Troy.

She shouldn’t have opened the door and let him freeze to death outside!

Troy was acting really strange tonight. What could she do?

She was about to be doomed.

His deep eyes looked into hers without blinking, and Troy slowly leaned down, getting closer and closer

until they were nose to nose.

He gently opened his lips, his voice was gentle and seductive, and he said the first words of the night,

“Relax, enjoy yourself. I will make you comfortable.”

Imogen stared at Troy. “Woooo…”

Troy turned a blind eye, took off all his coat, and unbuttoned his shirt one by one with one hand,

revealing his muscular chest…

“If you don’t like it, you can just get up tomorrow and call the police.”

Imogen was no longer in the mood to appreciate anything. She widened her eyes and tried her best to

convey her anger.

Why would she call the police?

He did this because he was obviously sure that she would not call the police.

Her father’s death was related to Leo, but her grandparents didn’t know about it and treated her as

their granddaughter. The Marshall Group was the treasure of her grandfather, so how could she call the

police?

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Leo was being detained. If something happened to Troy again, wouldn’t the Marshall Group be in

chaos?!

Suddenly, her eyesight dimmed.

A light pine scent mixed with the smell of alcohol climbed up the tip of her nose.

Troy covered Imogen’s head with his shirt.

Damn!

Her eyes could not see, and her other senses became more and more sensitive.

Imogen was a little nervous and kept shaking her head, trying to shake off the shirt.

So Troy tied the shirt into a knot behind her head.

Imogen was stunned.

Troy looked down at her fair skin.

There were no traces of the day on her body.

Maybe she didn’t do anything with Yohan.

This realization made Troy feel a burst of ecstasy in his heart.

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Troy was silent for a long time, and Imogen became increasingly unsure.

Suddenly, a hot breath sprayed on her sensitive neck, and she couldn’t help but shrink her neck. and

tremble all over.

A water snake wrapped around the collarbone, causing some friction and obstruction. The place it

passed was wet, and the evaporation of the water brought a slight chill.

For some reason, Imogen felt thirsty.

She swallowed, her whole body tensed, not sure if it was nervousness or anticipation.

The water snake slowly wandered down, not letting go of any delicious food.

Imogen couldn’t hold it back. She let out a muffled groan in her throat and held it back.

This bastard Troy!

How dare he do this to her!

What was worse, she had a physical reaction.

The water–dropping sound of “tsk tsk” in the quiet living room could be clearly heard. Imogen bit the

inside of her lip, her face turned red, and she closed her eyes.

“Be good, separate a little more…”