A Farewell After Being Reborn

"Do you think I'm referring to that?"

"What exactly are you referring to, then?"

"Sneak some classified information out of lan Holcomb's laptop for me,” Shane requested with all seriousness.

"Mr. Morrison, it's illegal to steal. I'm a model citizen, you know." "Anyone else doing so would be committing theft. As his wife, all you're doing is getting some information from your husband.” His argument rendered Sage speechless.

She was familiar with Shane's working style after collaborating with him for a while. He could not seriously be asking for any classified information. She deduced that Giselle Rosethorn was the reason he asked her for help.

After a brief moment of silence, she said, "Hasn't Ms. Rosethorn had enough? What do you want me to do?"

"You're smart," he said. "Giselle heard from someone that you're starting work at Farsight Investment next month. She wants to join you."

"So?"

you need an

“No, I don't!"

have a deal!" With that, Shane hung up on Sage. She was dumbstruck by his rash

thought, "Damn it, Shane Morrison! Why are you stirring up more trouble

even though he was fully

seemingly retaliating against her,

She heard a chuckle from behind. She turned around and found a friendly-looking man in his mid-twenties. He donned athleisure wear and wore a pair of glasses. He looked

run into you here." He approached her

After years of not meeting each other, Zachary had shed his youthful naivete and grown

to see Sage as a younger sister. Such a relationship might have been quite cheesy for others, but he and

graciously greeted

yesterday. I had wanted to pick you up from the airport, but I couldn't

I! You're busy enough. We

he suggested, "Grandpa must be chatting with Donald. If you have time, do you