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.

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

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

out to a few companies, Sage thought about her and Ian’s impending divorce. This

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

“Why are you

hired. To prevent the household staff from spying on them and passing

was just that her best friend had told her Ivy had bought Wanda over. She’d believed

had to bear with my temper while caring for me. I hope you won’t

been filled with resentment and was quick to fly into a rage. Why was she apologizing so calmly all of a sudden? She couldn’t help feeling like Sage had

Mrs. Holcomb. I haven’t taken anything to heart.

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

well how Sage felt about Ian. Every day, Sage would rack her brains, thinking

Ian liked paintings, Sage had filled the house with famous paintings. And since Ian liked to read, Sage had placed books everywhere in the house, even in the garden. Everything she

you, Mrs. Holcomb? Why are you

“I don’t have the energy to love him anymore. That’s why I’ve chosen to let us

she saw Ian standing in the corridor outside. “Mr. Holcomb, you’re back. Have you eaten?

“No, it’s fine. I only came back

study. Sage called out to him. “Wait a

Mrs. Holcomb, I should get to work. I’ll leave you two

and said, “I’m busy, so you’d better have something serious to talk about.”