"Do you think I'm referring to that?""What exactly are you referring to, then?""Sneak some classified information out of Ian Holcomb's laptop for me," Shane requested with all seriousness."Mr. Morrison, it's illegal to steal. I'm a model citizen, you know.""Anyone else doing so would be committing theft. As his wife, all you're doing is getting some information from your husband." His argument rendered Sage speechless.She was familiar with Shane's working style after collaborating with him for a while. He could not seriously be asking for any classified information. She deduced that Giselle Rosethorn was the reason he asked her for help.After a brief moment of silence, she said, "Hasn't Ms. Rosethorn had enough? What do you want me to do?""You're smart," he said. "Giselle heard from someone that you're starting work at Farsight Investment next month. She wants to join you.""So?""I think you need an assistant.""No, I don't!""We have a deal!" With that, Shane hung u
"Sage, what are you worried about? I'm still pretty healthy. I don't need you to hold me," Donald chirped.Sage rested her head on his arm and said, "Well, just think of it as you helping me to walk!"Donald curiously asked, "Sage, is there something on your mind? Why do I feel like something has changed in you lately?"She did not deny it. "Is it a good or bad change?"Feeling sorry, he patted her on the shoulder. "I don't need you to be understanding and obedient all the time. You can live life any way you want as long as it makes you happy."She felt a lump in her throat upon hearing his remark. Tears brimmed in her eyes. Donald had always doted on her. He'd never blame her no matter what mistakes she had made."Why are you crying? What's troubling you?" Donald inquired.She wiped away her tears and shook her head. "Nothing. I just feel sorry. I only had Ian in my eyes and did not pay much attention to you in the past."Donald broke into a smile. "You little fool. I'm happy
The motorcyclist, whose helmet fell off, was one of the two men from Sage's past life who accused her of being the mastermind in the arson targeting Ivy. He and another man framed her in the police station, claiming that she had paid them to carry out the arson.She recalled getting embroiled in a long argument with the two men, which was why they left quite an impression on her. Never had she imagined that they'd attempt to run over Donald in Colville. Therefore, she speculated that Donald's injury in the past life was premeditated instead of an accident."Ivy, is this how much you hate me?" She clutched her fist until it physically hurt.Not only did Ivy try to lock Sage up in a mental institution, but she also wanted to put Donald in harm's way!In Sage's past life, Benjamin would have fallen for Ivy by this time. Back then, Sage remembered checking out Ivy's Instagram and finding out that the two worked together daily, even having dinners and watching movies. They were almost
After meeting with the police, Zachary sent Sage back to the hotel. He thoughtfully reassured her, "Don't worry. I'll follow up with the police on your behalf and keep you updated on any progress."She thanked him earnestly. Anyone would have dismissed the event as a mere incident. Zachary was the only one who took her seriously and patiently accompanied her in her investigation.When Sage was back at the hotel, she knocked on Donald's door, knowing that he must have been waiting for her update.He answered the door with a concerned look. "Sage, you're back. You don't look well though. Is everything okay?"She shook her head and smiled. "I'm fine.""I called Zack to ask about it. He told me you checked the surveillance footage of the incident. Look, what happened tonight was just an accident. You don't have to be worried about it," Donald comforted her.She remarked, "I just wanted to be sure. It was a freaky coincidence for the two motorcyclists to almost run us over.""Grandpa
Shane, perhaps distracted by some fun thoughts, readily agreed to Sage's plan and promised to carry it out smoothly.After hanging up, Sage laid on the king bed in her hotel room with a lingering fear for what happened earlier that night. She felt thankful that Donald wasn't hurt, otherwise she'd blame herself for it.After lying around for a bit, she heard a text notification on her phone. Terry had texted her. "Unblock my number."She could tell from the tone that Ian had composed the text. After hanging up on Ian the other night, she had blocked his contact on her phone. To hell with his request! His text irked her. If only he agreed to the divorce, Ivy wouldn't have repeatedly stirred trouble for her.Ian called her hotel room number after she refused to reply to his text. Annoyed, she unplugged the landline in her room for some peace. She later thought through the list of tasks to do next before taking a shower and going to sleep.In the middle of her sleep, she groggily he
Sage was nettled by Ian's behavior. Refusing to engage with him, she plugged the landline back and called the hotel front desk.She asked, "Do you have any more rooms available? I'd like to book a new room."Since Ian wanted to stay, she'd let him hang out in her room. She could get a new one for herself.To her dismay, the front desk staff informed her, "Our apologies, Madam. Our rooms are fully booked for the night."Already miffed from being woken up at midnight, she grew infuriated upon learning there were no empty rooms. She barked, "How could you let a man into my room without my permission? Set aside a new room for me, or I'll complain!""Madam, we're sorry. The guest claimed to be your husband, and he didn't want to wake you up at midnight. So, we—"Refusing to listen to the explanation, she hung up on the front desk. Staring at Ian, who had an unreadable look on his face, she knew she couldn't get rid of him that night.She relented. "There's an extra blanket in the clo
After informing the front desk staff, Sage finally went to sleep in relief.The next morning, Donald knocked on Sage's door for breakfast. She scrambled up from the bed and replied, "Grandpa, I'll be there right away!" She quickly washed up, put on a jacket, and answered the door with a bare face.Donald and Dexter were waiting for her. Donald had the habit of waking up early, and he wanted Sage to sleep in while he and Dexter went for breakfast, but she insisted on tagging along.The buffet restaurant was located on the first floor at the side of the main lobby. Since it was only 7:00 a.m., not many hotel guests were present.Holding onto Donald's arm, Sage chatted and laughed with him. Suddenly, Donald pointed in front of him. "Is that Ian?"Her gaze followed. She found Ian sleeping on the long couch for guests in the main lobby. He remained dressed in the shirt and pants from last night. Slumped on the couch, he did not have anything to keep him warm except for the jacket h
Thomas was reluctant to bid goodbye to Donald and Sage after learning that were leaving Colville in the afternoon. After a short chat, Sage and Zachary left the room to offer some privacy to the two old friends.Zachary said apologetically, "I was too busy to bring you and Donald around Colville over the past few days."Sage replied with a smile, "It's alright. We'll visit again and have more fun when Thomas gets better."Zachary nodded. "Of course." Despite that, both of them were acutely aware that Thomas would never recover."Life is unpredictable. I regret going abroad instead of spending two more years with Grandpa at home," he lamented.In Sage's past life, she did not accompany Donald to Colville. Hence, she was in the dark about Thomas' health condition. She comforted Zachary, "Don't be too hard on yourself. You couldn't foresee Thomas falling sick.""Sage, you've grown up. You are more sensible and mature now. Look, you're even consoling me," he teased.She deliberate