A Farewell After Being Reborn

“Get me a pen!” Ian barked.

“Mr. Holcomb, Mr. Jones and the others are still waiting for you to sign the contract. It’s almost time.” Just then, Terry walked over to remind Ian in a low voice.

This was regarding an important business deal Holcomb Corporation had been negotiating for a while. Sage’s sudden appearance was causing them to almost be late.

Ian immediately forgot about Sage. He and Terry hurried out of the building.

“Ian!” Sage ran after him.

“Drag her away!” On Ian’s orders, a few security guards surrounded Sage.

She knew he was a workaholic; it seemed like there wouldn’t be time for them to get the divorce over with today. Sage had no choice but to shout, “I’ll see you at City Hall at 9:00 am tomorrow!”

Ian got into the waiting car with a poker face, then sped off without a word.

Did this mean he would be there or not? Sage bet he would. He couldn’t wait to be free of her, after all. She relaxed.

When Sage returned to the villa, she logged in to her email account, which she’d abandoned for some time. There were a few job offers from some investment firms. Instead of deleting them like she normally did, she opened them one by one and read them.

investment firms that many elites in the finance industry would die to get into. She couldn’t believe she’d missed out on

had to plan her life properly. She couldn’t ruin it by losing her

companies, Sage thought about her and Ian’s impending divorce.

and started packing her stuff. That way, once she had the divorce certificate,

walked into the room. “Why are you packing your things, Mrs. Holcomb? Are you going

spying on them and passing messages to

constantly caused trouble. Wanda had still treated her relatively well, though. It was just that her best friend

moving out tomorrow, Wanda,” Sage said. She added apologetically, “You’ve had to bear with my temper

so calmly all of a sudden? She

to heart. But why are you suddenly

“Ian and I are getting divorced. We’re gonna get it settled

spent less than a year caring for Sage, but she knew very well how Sage felt about Ian. Every day,

since Ian liked to read, Sage had placed books everywhere in the house, even in the garden. Everything she ate, wore, and used was tailored to suit Ian’s tastes. Yet now, Sage

Holcomb deeply, don’t you, Mrs. Holcomb? Why are you suddenly getting a divorce?” Wanda couldn’t understand

anymore. That’s why I’ve chosen to let us both

still baffled by the whole thing. She was about to try to persuade Sage to change her mind when she saw Ian standing in the corridor outside. “Mr. Holcomb, you’re back. Have you eaten? I’ll whip you

“No, it’s fine. I only came back to

the study. Sage called out

“Mr. Holcomb, Mrs. Holcomb, I should get to work. I’ll

coldly and said, “I’m busy, so you’d better have