A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 11

Shane said, “I have a question that I forgot to ask you, Mrs. Holcomb.”

A question for Sage? “What is it?”

He waved his phone gleefully. “Who do you think will win the bet? Will it be me or Mr. Holcomb?”

From the way he waved his phone around, Sage understood what he meant. The fact that she’d left his number and said that she wanted to learn from him meant that she thought he was better than Ian.

Shane was trying to achieve two things by asking her this–he wanted to put her in a tough spot while also provoking Ian.

Sage smiled faintly and said diplomatically, “Bets don’t just depend on a person’s capabilities, really. It also depends on luck.”

“What do you think of my luck, then?”

“I honestly wouldn’t know. But let me wish you good luck, Mr. Morrison.”

Shane wanted to say something else, but Ian had already closed the window, cutting their conversation short.

“When have you and him been so friendly with each other?” Ian asked impatiently when Sage turned to look at him.

Sage threw her hair over her shoulder carelessly. “We’re not. Not yet,

anyway.”

It was hard to say what would happen in the future, though. Shane’s company, Farsight Investment, was a good place to work. But if she were to go there, that would put her and Ian on opposing sides.

Though she was mad and resentful over Ian neglecting her and getting her, admitted to a mental institution, she knew very well he hadn’t had any

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him. That was why she’d yet to decide whether

underlying meaning. He

forward before cutting into the lane Ian and Sage were in. Then, he drove in front of Ian, slowing down

when Ian did and moved left when Ian did. He didn’t give Ian the chance to overtake him. Even if Sage wasn’t the one driving, she couldn’t help feeling like Shane was taking things too

this for a while,

but his gaze was cold

pedal to the metal, making the car shoot forward like a wild horse

with a

body jolted forward and slammed back against the seat. When

hadn’t stopped. He drove forward a bit before reversing the

into

enough to swerve the car away,

off track. It rammed into a tree by the roadside.

crash followed it. Sage was almost thrown out of

window shattered. Sage threw her arms

glass about to land all over

expected, though. Instead, she was pulled against a hard chest. As she listened to

She’d listened to his heartbeat. It had been far

voice was slightly irritated. He’d already released her.

quickly sat up. At the thought of what had just happened, she

the door open before she could finish. “Get out of the car. Don’t

hand out to

for words. He was the one who’d gone crazy and rammed into someone’s car. Why