Chapter 352

Right as Sage was about to fall into Shane's arms, someone forcefully tugged on her arm and pulled her away. She fell sideways, knocking into a man's chest.

She looked up when she smelled the familiar woody scent and was shocked to find Ian Holcomb in front of her.

"Are you okay?" His dark eyes betrayed a hint of fury, but he sounded genuinely concerned for her.

Straightening up, she assured him, "I'm fine."

"Yo, Mr. Holcomb! What a coincidence to have run into you! Are you here for a fun night too?" Shane remarked in amusement.

Ian shot him a cold look and pulled Sage closer. "Why are the two of you here?"

One of Shane's colleagues poked his head out of another lounge and cried, "Mr. Morrison, come join us for a round of drinks!"

"Coming," Shane yelled back. Then, he arched his brow quizzically at Sage. "Shall we?"

"Sure." Sage was about to leave when Ian reached out to hold onto her shoulder.

Ian addressed Shane impassively, "She is a lightweight, so she won't go with you."