Regardless, since the investment plan was of no use to her anymore, Sage decided to let Bolton Investment use it. She probed, "Can you add an extra ten thousand?"Ian looked at her and said disapprovingly, "Sage, if you love money so much, why did you act so high and mighty before and claim you wouldn't accept a penny for personal use?"When they first got married, Ian had offered her a credit card to cover household expenses. But she had refused it. She had wanted to prove she wasn't in it for the money.Consequently, she used her own funds for gifts and daily expenses. In hindsight, she genuinely regretted that decision."Why don't you compensate me now?" Sage asked tentatively.Surprisingly, Ian scoffed in response. "You're divorcing me. Why should I cover your expenses?"That was a predictable response from a businessman. He wouldn't take any losses.Sage decided not to dwell on the matter. "Fine. One million it is."Ian then laid out his conditions. He said, "You'll have t
"Good evening, Grandma and everyone," Ian greeted gracefully."Ian, you're truly dutiful. You always come to accompany your grandmother, unlike those ungrateful brats in our family who always say they're busy as an excuse not to show up!""No kidding! Can anyone be busier than Ian? He runs such a huge corporation and still manages to make time. I think our grandchildren simply find us bothersome!""Alas, Ian never disappoints. He is both capable and respectful. Mrs. Holcomb Senior is blessed!"As he listened to the aunts' praises, Ian wore a subtle smile. Glancing at Sage, he calmly said, "You all are too kind. I don't have much time to be with Grandma regularly. It's my Sage who spends more time with her."Hearing "my Sage" coming from Ian's mouth made Sage think she was hearing things. Even during social niceties, he had never addressed her like that before!Sage stared at Ian while trying to read his face. However, his expression remained impassive, like nothing happened.Mea
Sage picked out the meaning behind Linda's words, yet she refused to deceive herself. "Linda, you don't have to comfort me. I'm well aware of Ian's attitude."Leaving aside the fact that Ian still despised her, she couldn't allow herself to harbor illusions about him any longer, even if there were a genuine change in his feelings.She did not want to interfere with the tacit understanding and emotions between him and Ivy again in this lifetime.When she saw Sage's determined expression, Linda refrained from further persuasion. Clearly, Sage had experienced enough heartache and disappointment to make such a resolute decision.Linda only hoped that Ian would quickly realize the truth and mend Sage's heart.…In the leisure area of the private room, a group of women discussed their children."My son's birthday is approaching, and he mentioned that Gentlemen's Style's high-end clothes are good. The store sent me a link with several styles; could you all take a look for me?"One of
To avoid dampening Linda's spirits, Sage did as instructed.Before reaching the spot, she was captivated by a blooming orchid by the side. She bent down and sniffed it. The wonderful fragrance caused her features to relax instantly, and a gentle smile graced her lips.Sunlight shone on Sage's delicate face as she leaned toward the pristine orchid. Ian couldn't decide whether the flower or the woman was more beautiful. Almost instinctively, he captured the scene with his phone.After an afternoon of leisure activities, the dinner banquet finally commenced. The family of 20 gathered around a table, which created a harmonious atmosphere.Linda and Aiden Holcomb, Ian's great uncle, were not as energetic compared to the middle-aged and young people present. Thus, they ended up leaving early.Ian found himself surrounded by his uncles, while Sage assisted Linda and saw her off.As she watched the car disappear into the distance, Sage decided against returning to feign affection with Ia
Besides, Ian had removed his suit jacket, and a few buttons on his shirt were undone. With his sleeves rolled up, his fair skin and well-defined arm muscles were exposed.Sage promptly stopped herself from staring. She couldn't afford to be infatuated with his attractiveness again.Shooting him a cold look, she grumbled, "What are you standing here for? You gave me a fright!"Ian wasn't angry. Instead, his tone was gentle as he replied, "Weren't you seeing Grandma off? Why did you come here? I've looked everywhere for you..."Based on his words and expression, Sage confirmed that Ian had had a bit too much to drink.His usual image was one of swift decisiveness, even in situations like this where he seemed a bit slow in reacting. Moreover, he wouldn't normally say something as silly as having looked for her everywhere.There was once in her previous life that Ian had gotten drunk as well. However, he had only slept it off upon getting home instead of making such a fuss.At the t
When Sage realized that Ian had reverted to his usual demeanor and tone, she became even more certain that he had only pretended to be drunk to fool her. Infuriated, she briskly walked ahead and left Ian behind.A faint perfume lingered as Sage's silhouette faded into the distance.Ian sent a text to Calvin. "I'm rejecting the letter of intent to collaborate with Luther Enterprise's gulf project." Then, without waiting for Calvin's response, he switched off his phone.…Concerned that Ian might be too drunk, Terry tagged along with the driver to the restaurant to pick them up. He let the driver wait before approaching the private room.Inside, Ian sat on a bench while supporting his forehead with one hand. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and he looked uncomfortable.Terry was about to call out to him when Sage, holding a towel in one hand, discreetly walked over to Ian from the dining table. Her other hand was hidden beneath the towel.Terry wisely kept silent. He watched
"Stop laughing!" Furious and mortified, Ian viciously grabbed Sage's wrist.Sage winced as he held her hand tightly. Seeing the fierce glint in Ian's eyes, she knew he was genuinely angry, and she should stop laughing.However, when she thought of the incredulous faces back in the private room and how speechless everyone was, Sage guffawed louder instead. She even had to bend over to hold her belly.When Terry saw Sage's reaction, he was anxious about her recklessness. He was sweating. To avoid getting dragged into it, he prudently raised the partition.Ian watched Sage laugh uncontrollably despite his threat. Her eyes were curved into crescents while tears flowed out of them.On her flushed face, there was no trace of resentment, indifference, hysteria, or disdain. Only a carefree and radiant smile adorned her features.He was still gripping her delicate wrist, and her fragrance enveloped his senses.Strangely, Ian felt the anger within him dissipate. Instead, a mix of thirst a
Ian was unwilling to let her go yet. "Beg me properly one more time."Sage was both frustrated and confused. She was wondering why she hadn't noticed so many annoying traits in Ian before. What sort of weird hobby was this?Just then, Sage's phone stopped ringing.Ian was about to pull her even closer. He said, "Perfect. Now, you don't have to—"At the same time, Sage was ready to use violence when the partition suddenly lowered.Terry kept his eyes down as he informed in a business-like tone, "Mr. Holcomb, Ms. Shekdotter says her calls aren't getting through to you. She needs to speak with you."Ian furrowed his brows slightly and took Terry's phone.Annoyed, Sage pushed Ian away and sat back in her seat. She grabbed her own phone. It turned out that she had missed Ivy's phone call as well.Ivy seemed to be well aware of Ian's whereabouts, considering that she had looked for Sage directly."What's the matter?" Ian loosened his collar and asked in a husky voice."What's with