Calvin decided to drop a piece of advice for Ian out of the kindness of his heart. "Ian, it's best if you explain to Mrs. Holcomb as soon as possible. Women usually get angry over just one matter. "But if you don't offer them any explanations or comforting words, they'll definitely lump every little thing that ticked them off in the past together. It'll be difficult for you to coax them by the time their grudge against you deepens."Ian couldn't care less about how difficult it was to coax Sage. Heck, he couldn't be bothered to do that.He no longer wanted to listen to Calvin's nonsensical rambling, so he stated coldly, "Are you done with your project proposal? You can head to the meeting room now and explain every single detail to everyone there."Calvin instantly shut up at that order, clearly not expecting the sudden change in topic. He plastered a pitiful look on his face as he asked, "Can you spare me this once, Ian?"Ian wasn't fazed in the slightest. "No."Calvin cried,
"You really are cheeky." Donald poked Sage in the forehead. "I'd never have thought you'd be that wary of your own uncle."Sage could never trust Owen. After all, he had replaced the entire senior management in the company with his own subordinates.It wasn't as though Donald was ignorant of Owen's antics. He was just playing dumb the whole time.Sage giggled daintily before admitting the truth. "I'm wary of everyone but you, Grandpa. By the way, Layla seems interested in traveling abroad. Why not suggest to Uncle Owen about letting her study in a university abroad for two years?"Sage didn't bring up her meeting with Layla. "She keeps failing her subjects, after all. Maybe she might be able to study well in a new university."As long as Layla was abroad, Henry wouldn't be able to pester her. Perhaps she'd be able to escape from her tragic fate in Sage's past life.Donald replied, "I did mention that to Susan last time. Unfortunately, she refused to let Layla study abroad becau
Sage felt that Ian's expression was rather weird. Of course, the question he asked was also odd.She took a step away from him, her guard now raised. "Why would I be angry at you?""Then why didn't you go home last night?"What did Ian mean by that? He made it sound as though they were inseparable! Had he seriously forgotten the number of nights he had spent elsewhere instead of returning home over the course of their one-year marriage?Sage couldn't be bothered to waste her breath on meaningless arguments with Ian. She rolled her eyes at him before heading toward the dining table.The housekeepers had already laid out a breakfast spread by then. Sage had just poured herself a glass of milk when she heard Ian saying, "I want a glass of milk, too.""Are you handicapped? Can't you pour it yourself?" she shot back.Ian gritted his teeth. "You used to serve me milk and other food. Are you saying that it was all an act?"How dare that bastard bring up the past!Sage's temper flared
Ivy's smiling face appeared on the screen. "What's with the early morning call, Ian?"Ian forwarded the photo to her. "Explain to me why this photo was taken like this."Ivy wasn't the only one who was shocked by Ian's question. Even Sage looked slightly surprised. She never expected Ian to question Ivy in the first place.Meanwhile, Ivy was astonished to see the photo. She soon recalled what happened that day."Didn't I delete this photo on my social media feed? I have the tendency to show my cooking off whenever I've whipped up something nice. After posting that photo, I felt that it wasn't nice enough, so I deleted it after a while."Why did you save this photo, Ian? Is something wrong with it?" Ian asked, "Why did you include my shirt in your photo?""Huh? Did I?" Ivy seemed to be scrutinizing the photo to verify the details. "You're right. Did Mrs. Holcomb misunderstand our relationship, Ian?"Ian answered right away, "She thought I took a shower and spent the night in yo
"Whatever. I heard you're going to attend the banquet hosted by Holcomb Corporation. You can accompany me to a beauty salon to get my hair and makeup done. "I'll have to pick out a gown there, too. After that, we can attend the banquet together," Delilah ordered."I'm not obligated to do all those things with you."Sage moved to place her belongings on the couch. "If I'm not mistaken, you told me you'd never meet up with me ever again. The door's that way. You can see yourself out."Just as Delilah was about to lash out at Sage, she happened to catch sight of the gown the latter had bought. It elicited a surprised gasp from her."Oh, my gosh! That gown came from the latest lineup sold by Gorgine Fits! I've always wanted to own one of those! Sage, you can give me that gown! That way, I don't have to pick out a gown for myself anymore!"Delilah reached out to grab the gown to try on it as she spoke. Sage quickly snatched the gown out of her hands while retorting coldly, "If you
It turned out that the video call had gone through.A pair of lust-filled eyes kept staring at Sage from the other end of the line. The lust in Ian's eyes was so intense that he couldn't tear his gaze from his screen.Sage's mind went blank for a moment.What the heck just happened? She remembered declining the call, so how did the call go through?The moment Sage noticed Ian staring at her breasts, she snapped out of her trance instantly. Heat rushed up her cheeks immediately, coloring them a brilliant shade of scarlet."You pervert!" she roared before sweeping her phone off the end table.It ended up falling onto the carpeted floor. Poor Sage could only mentally scream, "Ah! This is so embarrassing!"She covered her face, wishing nothing more than to vanish on the spot. Why did she hit the wrong button? Why didn't she glance at the screen one more time after hitting the button?Thanks to her blunder, she was now stuck in such an awkward situation.Ian, that fucker! How d
Everyone murmured among themselves when they noticed Priscilla."Isn't that Mrs. Xenith, who's currently working in Mimosa? Why is she here?""Mrs. Xenith? She's already divorced, you know. She's now Ms. Davis.""She must be here to convince people to invest in Mimosa. I heard that Benjamin has already stolen Mimosa's core technology as well as a huge sum of money. Perhaps it's tough for Mimosa to continue its daily operations right now.""That's a huge possibility. Look, she even brought such a young and beautiful woman with her. That woman must be Mimosa's PR manager."At that moment, Terry approached Sage. He nodded at her politely before saying, "Mrs. Holcomb, Mr. Holcomb will join you soon. Please excuse me for now."Sage nodded in response. "Alright."The simple interaction between those two was enough to make the guests widen their eyes in shock. They could see Terry's shining name tag being pinned on his breast pocket, indicating that he was Ian's personal assistant.Si
Soon, Ivy showed up before Sage and Ian. She said to Sage in a professional and polite tone, "My apologies, Mrs. Holcomb, but I need to speak with Mr. Holcomb for a few minutes."Then, she turned to Ian. "We need to meet Mr. Tibbs."Ian glanced at Sage before murmuring, "You should rest here for now. I'll join you later."Sage continued smiling at him sweetly. "Okay.""Rest assured, Mr. Holcomb. We'll take good care of Mrs. Holcomb," Priscilla spoke up at that time.Ian's expression never wavered when he heard Priscilla's voice. It was as though he knew she was there right from the start.Confusion streaked across Ivy's eyes briefly, but she didn't let her gaze linger on Priscilla. Soon, she followed Ian to somewhere else.Even though Ian had to take his leave due to work-related matters, the fact that he had ignored Sage still stood.The guests who were previously envious of her now bore meaningful glints in their eyes.Then again, Priscilla was the domineering type who could