All Chapters of The Billionaire's Unknowing Wife: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Imogen The next morning being Sunday, my phone would not stop ringing, and every single time I glanced at the screen, a small smile appeared on my face because it was Silvia calling repeatedly.She was probably calling to ask if I had already found a solution to the issue, but I had already made up my mind that I was cutting all of them off completely, and that was exactly what I intended to do.Still…Before doing that, why not play a little game with her first?Why not give her false hope before crushing it completely afterward?“They keep calling you nonstop, what exactly are you planning to do about it?” Stella asked irritably as she handed me a cup of hot cocoa.“I don’t intend to answer,” I replied quietly before taking the cup from her.She immediately shook her head dramatically.“You, my friend, are actually evil,” she joked, causing a soft chuckle to leave my lips.Honestly, now that I had become like this, I strangely liked it.All my life they treated me like I was invisi

ImogenI took a deep sigh and continued scrolling through the different job listings on my phone until an advert suddenly caught my attention.A salesperson position at a gas station.Honestly, before getting a better job and completely running out of money, I needed to work anywhere respectable enough that could at least help me survive for the time being, and so without thinking too deeply about it, I clicked into the advert and applied immediately.Once I was done, an email was sent to me almost instantly asking me to come for an interview the following day, and gradually, for the first time in a very long while, it finally felt like my life was beginning to fall into place little by little, and that thought alone was enough to make a smile appear on my face.This was my life now, and constantly pitying people who never truly cared about me in the first place would do me absolutely no good.And so three months passed, and by then, I had already grown used to the freedom that came w

ImogenDid I hear him correctly?Had he really just offered me the job without even conducting a proper interview?The moment those words left his mouth, he turned to the man standing beside him, whose expression mirrored my own shock."Why don't you welcome your assistant?" he said.The other man blinked a few times before stammering, "Y-yes, sir."Without waiting for a response, Mr. Grayson simply turned around and walked away, leaving the two of us staring after him in confusion until he disappeared from sight."Is he always like that?" I asked, completely baffled.The man beside me answered almost immediately."Welcome to the club."That was all I needed to hear.Then it suddenly occurred to me that I hadn't introduced myself."Oh, where are my manners? I'm Imogen Evans."To my surprise, he raised an eyebrow before rubbing his forehead."Do you have a middle name?" he asked.The question caught me completely off guard.Before I could answer, however, he shook his head."Actually,

ImogenAfter Sebastian left, I remained alone in the office celebrating silently to myself for a while before I finally calmed down enough to sit properly at the desk.Since there was nothing else to do for the moment, I picked up some of the files arranged neatly and began reading through them carefully so I could understand the company better and familiarize myself with how everything worked.And the more I read through the files the more I slowly began understanding exactly how important my role was going to be because this was not the kind of job where one could afford to slack off carelessly.It required vigilance.Patience.Sharp memory.And most importantly, it required me to practically become Mr. Grayson’s right-hand person.I was quite confident in myself.I was not a lazy person and I never had been.Even back when my father refused to truly give me the freedom to work independently, I had still always been diligent with the little things he would tell me to help with, and

ImogenThe very next morning, I arrived at work dressed in a dark blue corporate suit, the skirt stopping neatly below my knees while my modest heels matched perfectly with it.My short hair was styled neatly, and my glasses sat perfectly on my face, making me look far more professional than I actually felt.The moment I stepped into my office, my attention landed on the pile of documents waiting on my desk. Walking over, I began flipping through them carefully and quickly realized they contained Mr. Grayson’s full schedule for the week, along with all the meetings he was expected to attend.One particular meeting caught my attention right away.Ten o'clock this morning.I focused on it carefully, reading through every detail more than once so I could familiarize myself with everything properly because this was officially my responsibility now.I had truly started working under Malcolm Grayson.Still, while reviewing the files, I couldn't help wondering where Sebastian was.For someon