Layla was always on her phone, talking to her friends about clothes and handbags. She paid no attention to Henry's attentiveness and only saw him as an ordinary pursuer.It was obvious that Henry must have done something else later on to make Layla change her mind about him."Hey, Layla, check it out! Your cousin's handbag looks exactly like the limited edition one they're selling online."The woman suddenly exclaimed with envy, "Regular folks can't get their hands on these handbags! They're exclusively reserved for high-profile clients!"She spoke so loudly that even Henry, who was playing billiards, couldn't help but look over.Layla said with a hint of jealousy, "It's no surprise that she has so much money to spend. Not only did she marry into a wealthy family, my grandfather even gave her 100 million dollars when she got married!"Sage didn't deny that she was rich. When the waiter came over, she took out the black card that Ian had given her.Amidst a chorus of envious gaze
Henry immediately followed up with a message. "I'm grateful for your kind gesture. However, I feel uncomfortable taking this money from you, although this sum might be nothing to you."Sage let out a chuckle, surprised at Henry's quick wit.Despite his obvious greed, he still managed to portray himself as someone above taking small favors.Sage accepted the money and replied, "I'll be the one treating next time."Henry replied, "I'll not be so reserved next time, then!"Sage put her phone away.She had casually flaunted her wealth earlier and used a black card to show Henry how rich she was.Given how greedy Henry was, he would definitely try to curry favor with her.As a result, he wouldn't be as attentive to Layla.Besides, Henry was obviously Ivy's lackey, and he might be useful to her in the future.…Sage bought two sets of the latest season's dresses at the mall, as well as some jewelry and several pieces of gold.In the past, she used to think gold was tacky, but now
No wonder Ian had been busy lately. It turned out that he was busy kissing up to the Shekdotters.It must have been difficult for him. After all, he needed to do extra work on top of his regular workload at the company."Mrs. Holcomb," Ivy politely greeted when she saw Sage.Being a sensible woman, she said to Ian, "Now that my job here is done, I'm going back to Bolton Investment.""Okay."Once Ivy left, Ian glanced at Sage, who had come here empty-handed. He seemed to be silently questioning her as to why she didn't buy anything for him.Sage ignored his look as she asked coldly, "Where's the antique inkwell?"Ian frowned, not understanding why Sage's demeanor had changed even though she had been friendly to him over the phone earlier.He recalled Ivy's presence in his office just now, so he decided to be patient with Sage for once. "Ivy was here earlier to give me a report on tomorrow's banquet—""Your relationship with her has nothing to do with me," Sage interrupted. "Hur
Calvin decided to drop a piece of advice for Ian out of the kindness of his heart. "Ian, it's best if you explain to Mrs. Holcomb as soon as possible. Women usually get angry over just one matter. "But if you don't offer them any explanations or comforting words, they'll definitely lump every little thing that ticked them off in the past together. It'll be difficult for you to coax them by the time their grudge against you deepens."Ian couldn't care less about how difficult it was to coax Sage. Heck, he couldn't be bothered to do that.He no longer wanted to listen to Calvin's nonsensical rambling, so he stated coldly, "Are you done with your project proposal? You can head to the meeting room now and explain every single detail to everyone there."Calvin instantly shut up at that order, clearly not expecting the sudden change in topic. He plastered a pitiful look on his face as he asked, "Can you spare me this once, Ian?"Ian wasn't fazed in the slightest. "No."Calvin cried,
"You really are cheeky." Donald poked Sage in the forehead. "I'd never have thought you'd be that wary of your own uncle."Sage could never trust Owen. After all, he had replaced the entire senior management in the company with his own subordinates.It wasn't as though Donald was ignorant of Owen's antics. He was just playing dumb the whole time.Sage giggled daintily before admitting the truth. "I'm wary of everyone but you, Grandpa. By the way, Layla seems interested in traveling abroad. Why not suggest to Uncle Owen about letting her study in a university abroad for two years?"Sage didn't bring up her meeting with Layla. "She keeps failing her subjects, after all. Maybe she might be able to study well in a new university."As long as Layla was abroad, Henry wouldn't be able to pester her. Perhaps she'd be able to escape from her tragic fate in Sage's past life.Donald replied, "I did mention that to Susan last time. Unfortunately, she refused to let Layla study abroad becau
Sage felt that Ian's expression was rather weird. Of course, the question he asked was also odd.She took a step away from him, her guard now raised. "Why would I be angry at you?""Then why didn't you go home last night?"What did Ian mean by that? He made it sound as though they were inseparable! Had he seriously forgotten the number of nights he had spent elsewhere instead of returning home over the course of their one-year marriage?Sage couldn't be bothered to waste her breath on meaningless arguments with Ian. She rolled her eyes at him before heading toward the dining table.The housekeepers had already laid out a breakfast spread by then. Sage had just poured herself a glass of milk when she heard Ian saying, "I want a glass of milk, too.""Are you handicapped? Can't you pour it yourself?" she shot back.Ian gritted his teeth. "You used to serve me milk and other food. Are you saying that it was all an act?"How dare that bastard bring up the past!Sage's temper flared
Ivy's smiling face appeared on the screen. "What's with the early morning call, Ian?"Ian forwarded the photo to her. "Explain to me why this photo was taken like this."Ivy wasn't the only one who was shocked by Ian's question. Even Sage looked slightly surprised. She never expected Ian to question Ivy in the first place.Meanwhile, Ivy was astonished to see the photo. She soon recalled what happened that day."Didn't I delete this photo on my social media feed? I have the tendency to show my cooking off whenever I've whipped up something nice. After posting that photo, I felt that it wasn't nice enough, so I deleted it after a while."Why did you save this photo, Ian? Is something wrong with it?" Ian asked, "Why did you include my shirt in your photo?""Huh? Did I?" Ivy seemed to be scrutinizing the photo to verify the details. "You're right. Did Mrs. Holcomb misunderstand our relationship, Ian?"Ian answered right away, "She thought I took a shower and spent the night in yo
"Whatever. I heard you're going to attend the banquet hosted by Holcomb Corporation. You can accompany me to a beauty salon to get my hair and makeup done. "I'll have to pick out a gown there, too. After that, we can attend the banquet together," Delilah ordered."I'm not obligated to do all those things with you."Sage moved to place her belongings on the couch. "If I'm not mistaken, you told me you'd never meet up with me ever again. The door's that way. You can see yourself out."Just as Delilah was about to lash out at Sage, she happened to catch sight of the gown the latter had bought. It elicited a surprised gasp from her."Oh, my gosh! That gown came from the latest lineup sold by Gorgine Fits! I've always wanted to own one of those! Sage, you can give me that gown! That way, I don't have to pick out a gown for myself anymore!"Delilah reached out to grab the gown to try on it as she spoke. Sage quickly snatched the gown out of her hands while retorting coldly, "If you