If Imogen hated the noise and excitement in the air, she would not have snooped around as Chameleon Fox. That identity allowed her to explore and have fun. Sometimes, she would step up to help someone or be a troublemaker and offend someone.

Layla walked over and sat down. She watched Imogen’s charming face and smiled. “That York guy is here again. He’s waiting at the company’s entrance. He has a bouquet in his hands, and his new car is parked behind him.

“It looks like he wants to invite you to have a dinner date with him.”

Layla asked, “What is he trying to do? Are you still planning to accept him?”

Dylan had been living in a hotel since his arrival in Huntington. He was already looking at houses but had not found one he liked yet.

Grandma May suggested he learn from Remy and buy a house right beside the Doyle family's. It would make it more convenient for him to pursue Imogen.

However, none of the Doyles’ neighbors intended to sell their houses. Those people did not lack money