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

“No, I don't!"

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

are

to be Sage's assistant, even though he was fully

garden. The weeds, seemingly retaliating against her, sprung back. She angrily stepped on them and

heard a chuckle from behind. She turned around and found a friendly-looking man in his mid-twenties. He donned

run into you here." He

his voice, she finally recognized him as Thomas’ grandson, Zachary Brent. After years of not meeting each other, Zachary had shed his youthful

might have been quite cheesy for others, but he and Sage got along pretty

greeted him.

Donald arrived yesterday. I had wanted to pick you up from the airport, but I couldn't make it because I

about Grandpa and I! You're busy enough. We get around just

warmly at her, he suggested, "Grandpa must be chatting with Donald. If you have time,