Sir Your Wife Already Signed the Divorce Paper by Josie Johnson novel Chapter 245

Chapter 245 Hunger Strike 

After bringing lunch back to the hospital ward, Imogen set out all the boxes of food on the table. Grace excitedly plopped down on the sofa and began to pick out dishes that she liked, saying, “I want this one and that one…” 

Imogen glanced at Troy and asked calmly, “What do you want to eat? Or should I make a platter for you?” 

Troy shook his head. “No need. I can’t eat.” 

Imogen sneered and questioned in annoyance, “You can’t eat? Then why did Yann say you’ve been on a hunger strike because of what I said? He said you haven’t eaten anything for a whole day.” For a moment, Troy was surprised. A look of helplessness crept onto his pale face. “This is… I don’t know… Are you going to blame me for whatever he did…” 

Imogen didn’t reply. 

“Geez, him and his antics,” she thought. 

She closed her eyes, deciding to keep him out of her mind by keeping him out of sight. 

As they ate lunch, Troy sat next to them, working on his laptop. 

After lunch, Imogen tidied up the table. 

Just then, there was a beeping noise on the intercom by the door. 

“Mr. Marshall?” 

Imogen stepped forward and opened the door, seeing two middle–aged men standing outside. Behind them were two young people, each carrying a basket of fruits and some gifts. Imogen was taken aback for a moment before nodding politely. “Mr. Fox, Mr. Holland.” The two men, Jarvis Fox and Steve Holland, looked at Imogen and paused for a moment upon seeing her, though they didn’t overtly show their surprise. 

“Ms. Forbes, is Mr. Marshall here?” 

“He’s inside. Please come in.” Imogen stepped aside to let them in. 

Grace was sitting on the sofa, staring at Jarvis and Steve with wide, curious eyes. “Hello, Misters, nice to meet you!” 

Many thoughts crossed Jarvis and Steve’s minds when the two of them saw Grace. 

Similarly, both were wondering when Troy had a daughter, and she seemed to be a few years old already. 

“Hello, hello. You’re so adorable, little girl.” Jarvis responded with a smile, then shifted his Troy, who was next to Grace. “Mr. Marshall.” 

gaze to 

Troy raised his head and gave a faint nod. 

Seeing that they might have important matters to discuss, Imogen said, “Grace, they have something important to talk about. Let’s go back for now.” 

“Okay.” Grace nodded, slid off the sofa, and waved at Troy. “Goodbye, Troy. We’ll come to see you again tomorrow!” 

“Goodbye. See you tomorrow.” 

Watching the two of them disappear from the doorway, Jarvis waved his hand, and his secretary 

promptly placed the fruits and gifts down, closed the door, and stood outside. 

“Mr. Marshall…” 

Troy’s fingers left the laptop keyboard as he leaned back on the sofa’s backrest, looking relaxed. “If the two of you are here about the same matter as before, then please leave. Everything aside, with me in my current condition, I can’t handle my responsibilities in Marshall Group anymore.” Jarvis and Steve exchanged a glance. They had noticed how much thinner Troy had become as soon as they stepped into the ward, so they surmised that perhaps his illness was severe. 

However, they had no choice. Jarvis muttered, “We do understand that you’re not well now, Mr. Marshall. However, the corporation is facing severe internal and external challenges, and we’re left with no choice. People are anxious, and we need you to stabilize the situation…” 

Since Leo wasn’t familiar with the business projects of Marshall Group and was taking a long time. to learn, rival companies seized the opportunity to snatch resources and projects from Marshall Group. 

The company’s top management was in disarray, even losing two members to rival companies. The directors held differing opinions, and Leo’s personality made it difficult for him to rein them in. 

Ever since Troy stepped down and Henry passed away, Marshall Group’s stocks had been at rock bottom. Although there were occasional small–scale increases, they would soon fall again within a few days. 

Before Christmas, Marshall Group held an annual press conference, where a few agitated shareholders made a ruckus and demanded answers from the management team. 

The company had been in turmoil for more than two months. Jarvis had to admit that while Troy might be somewhat autocratic, he was the most suitable leader for Marshall Group. After all, the company needed a charismatic leader who could unite the employees internally and navigate the business world with determination. 

Raising an eyebrow, Troy asked, “Internal and external challenges?” 

Jarvis explained, “You might not know, but in the past two months, several real estate projects that the company has planned in Creston City were suddenly taken by others. Other departments have also been hit by targeted attacks from our competitors.” 

Some directors couldn’t bear the humiliation and suggested taking the projects back or teaching the competitors a lesson. 

Others believed the company needed stability and that rash actions would only harm Marshall Group even more. 

Troy sat with his large, bony hands casually resting on his knees while narrowing his eyes. “Have you investigated it?” 

He could tolerate Leo’s actions because beo was his older brother, 

However, he wouldn’t allow outsiders to harm his grandfather’s legacy. 

“We have. It’s the Harrington family from Jubilian City.” 

“The Harrington family?” Troy repeated in a low voice, his gaze low as he was deep in thought. “Why would the Harrington family from Jubilian City target Marshall Group?” He wondered. 

“Have you 

had any contact with their representatives?” Troy asked. 

Jarvis sighed. “I had my secretary arrange a meeting with the head of the Harrington family, but they declined. Although I did meet with their two executives, they weren’t very forthcoming.” 

Chapter 245 Hunger Strike