A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 100

But Ian outright ignored Sage’s provocative outfit. Instead, he chased her out of his study.

Sage didn’t want to recall the dumb things she had done in the past. At the same time, she had no intention to argue with lan over them.

There were only a dozen or so days left till Linda’s birthday. When that day came, Ian would find out how determined Sage was in divorcing his ass.

As they danced, Sage noticed Ivy dancing with another man.

Ivy was wearing an ankle–length gown, so she looked exceptionally graceful while dancing. She seemed to share a pretty good chemistry with the man as well.

The man said something to her, causing her to flash him a radiant smile.

When Ian noticed Sage staring in a particular direction as though she was spacing out, turned to glance in the same direction, too.

he

“Oh? You must be feeling uncomfortable, right? After all, your best female friend is dancing with another man intimately.” Sage pointed out, clearly relishing in Ian’s distress.

Ian turned back to look at her. “What does that have to do with me? Why would I feel uncomfortable about them dancing?”

Ian’s tone gave Sage a strange feeling that he was actually giving her a valid explanation. He had just told her that he didn’t care about Ivy at all.

Sage just harrumphed in response. She was about to retort when she noticed the chandelier above Ivy’s head swaying abnormally.

Before she could voice out her confusion, she witnessed the chandelier snapping off the chain.

instinctively felt that something was off. Propelled by his instincts, he took a wide

sounded one second

she was while

instantly. Just the second before, he was still holding her tightly without the intention of letting her go. Now, he was rushing toward Ivy.

in

few of them even bumped into

1/3

felt as though everything

an illusion. The sympathetic and mocking looks

“sage?”

had passed before she heard Priscilla’s voice. She turned to look at the latter

hurt?” Priscilla asked in

shook her

the dance floor. Only a pile of shards was

mood to enjoy the banquet. They gradually left the place

judgmental looks in Sage’s way. There were even people who tried to take photos of

have my driver send you home?” Priscilla kindly asked while moving to block Sage from the

you must’ve prepared many bottles of

appeared on Priscilla’s face. “Yeah. You want to

“Yeah.” Sage nodded.

her subordinates to

in new designs. The alcohol now came in tiny oval bottles. At first glance, the product seemed more like a bottle of perfume with a simplistic

of vodka.