A Farewell After Being Reborn

Ian’s expression softened when he saw who the caller was. He answered it.

“Ian, it’s almost time for the meeting at Bolton Investment. How long will it take to get here?” The car was so silent that Sage heard every word that Ivy said over the phone despite her voice being soft and gentle.

Ian had recently acquired Bolton Investment. Ivy had been appointed as its director.

In Sage’s previous life, Ivy had contributed much to Bolton Investment and had produced excellent results. It had won her the nickname of “Queen of the Workplace”.

At the time, Sage had been indignant. She’d told Ian that she wanted to get a job at Holcomb Corporation to prove her capabilities.

But all she’d received was Ian’s mockery. “You, work at Holcomb Corporation? Do you even know how to survive in the workplace? Ivy put in so much time and effort to gain the board of directors’ approval. Do you think you can do the same with just a few words?

“Ivy may not come from as good a background as you, but she’s hardworking, ambitious, and well-mannered. She’s the complete opposite of you—all you know how to do is boss people around. You can’t do anything else!”

Sage absent-mindedly recalled the events of her previous life.

“Alright, that’s it for now.” Ian hung up.

Sage was pulled out of her reverie. The Ian from her previous life overlapped with the Ian who sat before her now. Suddenly, she felt like she couldn’t breathe. “Could you pull over here, Mr. Zane? I wanna get out.”

“It’s not easy to hail a cab here, Mrs. Holcomb. How about I drop you off at home after taking Mr. Holcomb to the company?”

“No, that’s not necessary. Just let me off here.” Sage didn’t want to spend another second with Ian.

Ian’s blood boiled when he saw how Sage looked like

pulled the car over. Sage got out without hesitance

into your schemes again, Sage,

warning and walked ahead without a look back.

look at Terry and barked, “Why aren’t you

lost for words.

…

improved her

in this life, she had to take good care of her health

be out after a few days, so Sage returned to Solaris Estate. Wanda had already put some of the things she’d packed into

asked carefully, “Will Mr. Holcomb be home tonight, Mrs. Holcomb? Should we put some things

an act when packing her things yesterday? She thought this whole divorce debacle was all

list of people she suspected had told Linda about

give that person a good

Sage had promised Linda she wouldn’t move out of Solaris Estate before the divorce, she had no choice but to remain there for the

…

Sage woke up the next morning, she decided to go practice her driving. She’d gotten her driver’s license after graduating from high school. It had been a few years since she’d last touched a steering wheel—her skills were

had to pick driving up again. There was a Maserati parked in the corner of the garage. Her grandfather had bought it for her as a wedding gift, but she couldn’t bear to

heart ached at the thought of damaging the Maserati in any

remembered of driving. When she finally got on the road, she didn’t drive toward the city center, where there were many cars. Instead,

that things were picking up quite

in the road. She was about to turn when a dog suddenly shot out of nowhere. It shocked

job and gleaming logo, her eyelids twitched. Damn it, she’d been unlucky enough