The Wrong Woman

Chapter 997

Jasper's innate air of nobility and elegance was so striking that no one could associate him with being a mere salesman.

Imogen walked up to Jasper and tugged at his sleeve. She said quietly, "Let's go." She couldn't bear to see her newlywed husband mocked by her group of tactless ex-classmates.

Jasper seemed to understand Imogen's thoughts. He gracefully pulled out a chair for her and sat down beside her. All eyes remained glued to Jasper. One of their married classmates teased, "Imogen, I never expected your husband to be so handsome. You're really lucky!"

Imogen forced an awkward smile.

"Your husband is way better looking than Ethan," another classmate said.

Scarlett's face instantly darkened. She retorted unhappily, "No matter how handsome he is, he's still just a salesman showing people houses. How can he compare to Ethan?"

At that moment, a male classmate became more animated. He chimed in, "Yeah. Looks aren't everything for a man. He needs ability, strength, wealth, and... stamina."

They burst into laughter at the sexual innuendo. Everyone understood and laughed at the vulgar joke, except for Imogen and Jasper.

A male classmate, who had a crush on Imogen, quickly explained after the laughter, "Mr. Asher, don't be offended. We're not saying you lack stamina. After all, ability and wealth are visible, but stamina isn't something others can easily see."

Another male classmate said as he laughed, "Imogen probably knows best."

Imogen's face turned pale with embarrassment. She grabbed Jasper's hand, intending to leave.

As she made a move, Jasper held her hand then pressed it gently against his thigh, signaling for her to sit still. Imogen was taken aback.

As Imogen turned to look at him, she saw Jasper was wearing a subtle and meaningful smile.

He wanted to join them because he

wanted to meet Imogen's friends and get to know about her past to build a good rapport. But

now, it wasn't necessary anymore.

"Come on, Mr. Asher, have a drink," a male classmate said as he poured a glass of wine for Jasper. He continued, "Try this. This wine is worth 20 thousand. A singlesip is worth hundreds." This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Jasper picked up the glass and said, "Thanks."

The male classmates continued, "You've probably never had such good wine before, right?"

Imogen struggled to keep her composure, almost wanting to flip the table. Jasper gently massaged her hand before taking the glass to his nose to take a whiff.

At that moment, everyone was watching him. They seemed to be expecting a look of surprise on his face. They thought that he was naive about the finer things in life.

They also expected him, as a salesman, to say something nice in his customary fawning flattery.

However, Jasper didn't drink the wine. Instead, he put the glass down and said, "I don't usually drink this kind of wine."

"Ha ha! Is it because you're so used to drinking fake wine that you can't even tell good wine apart?" the man mocked.

"Hey, Devin Hinton, watch your

mouth!" Imogen snapped because she was unable to suppress her anger any longer. The room

suddenly fell silent. Everyone looked at the furious Imogen.

"Imogen, don't get upset." Devin teased.

Jasper took out his phone and made a call. He instructed, "Bring my wine to room 6."

After putting down the phone, he leaned close to Imogen. He soothed her gently. "Don't get angry. It's not worth it."

Devin asked, "Oh, Mr. Asher has his own wine here?"