A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 155

Sage’s grin didn’t anger Ian in the slightest. It had been a while since she smiled so brightly at him. Usually, she only gave him cold smirks and an occasional gleeful laugh when she pranked him.

Sage’s smile might have been fake, but it stirred something in him. Her smile, once common, had become rarer lately. He struggled to get used to its absence.

“Don’t worry. Your card might still be with me, but it’s technically still yours,” she added in the face of his silence.

“Sage, don’t be childish,” he said with a snort. “Didn’t I say that you have the freedom to do anything with the gift I gave you? I’m only here to tell you this before I leave: Terry has taken care of the incident last night. It will not happen again.”

With that, Ian left in great strides, leaving her frozen in shock. Ian’s behavior was unusual. Why did he defend her, and why wasn’t he angered by her provocation?

She decided to put her thoughts behind her. She had never managed to read his mind anyway. Nonetheless, she felt relieved to learn that Ian had taken care of the incident last night.

A call from Priscilla came in, interrupting her thoughts, so Sage hurriedly picked up and told her the good news.

the opening ceremony of his

industry heard about it, and they joked that his winery was never going to

Holcomb is pretty efficient, isn’t he? He’s taken care of

the banquet last time. Although Sage had gotten drunk on purpose, Priscilla couldn’t forget how lonely she looked

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a thing or two about Sage’s past with Ian. Although she was

persuade others to do the same.

break up with him by

of Ian voluntarily carrying her on his back last night. She mused, “Maybe. Of course, there are people and stuff he cares about way more than me.” The banquet was

Priscilla, Susan texted her, urging her to get her back to dinner. She

longer looked friendly. She was upset. “Why were you gone for so long at a dinner? Are you really

“Uncle Owen, Aunt Susan, I want to make this clear: do not ask

business.

clear we’re not as rich as the Holcombs. Did you ever consider my feelings