Chapter 154

“You!” Layla’s face flushed with anger. “I heard from Henry that you reached out to him in private. Are you interested in him or something?”

Henry had simply mentioned it casually. But even if he hadn’t, Layla had seen their chat history with her own eyes.

In retrospect, Layla realized that things were a little fishy when Sage readily agreed to Henry’s invitation in the parking lot despite holding a grudge against Layla. Sage had even offered to foot the bill.

Sage was also present at the sports complex Henry routinely attended. The increasing amount of coincidences made Layla suspicious.

“Won’t you listen to yourself?” Sage jeered. “Use your brain for once. Don’t listen blindly to what others say. What would I gain from talking to him in private?”

Then, Sage handed her phone to Layla and urged her, “Take a good look at my chat history with Henry.”

Layla’s eyes multiple times. Although he acted courteously, anyone with some experience in dating would know that he was deliberating chatting her up. His reason for doing so was obvious–Sage was wealthier and more gullible than Layla.

past the pen and noticed that Henry had initiated

one who pursued him, and you even threatened him with a divorce. It’s not far–fetched to suspect you of flirting

man just to make

else, I would

if that

thing: if you believe in yourself, you can go

Owen and Aunt Susan that you want to marry Ian? Get them

in lan, but only out of pure adulation. Ian, a good–looking rich man, was the Mr. McDreamy of the Haldon

Mrs. Holcomb. After all, nobody could endure Ian’s aloof treatment. She would need an unusual amount of courage and persistence

limits. She put away her makeup bag and prepared to leave. As she

smear my name. I’ll never

try to convince Uncle Owen and Grandpa. If you have their support,

moment, she continued out of the restroom. Right after she left the

with him like before, but she realized that Ian might have overheard her conversation

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