While Leah was in the washroom, Luther grabbed the opportunity and asked Sage, "What's going on? Who's upsetting you?"Sage took a sip of her sake; she did not say a word. Hunter explained the afternoon's events, from beginning to end. Luther immediately understood and said, "Pfft, he's just trying to buy you a meal. It's no big deal." Sage slammed her glass on the table, looking frustrated. "You got it the other way around. He wants me to buy him a meal!" "Fine, fine," Luther corrected his mistake and said, "It's okay, just treat him to a meal. It's not like you can't afford it. Furthermore, he is bringing the porcelain plates, right? One meal in exchange for four porcelain plates? That is totally worth it." Sage looked at Luther coldly and scowled, "It's not about the plates! I don't want to have a meal with him!""Okay, see now. This is all your fault," said Luther. "You set the conditions and he agreed to them. So, now you have to fulfill your end of the bargain. It's jus

Jace left the Japanese restaurant and headed straight back to Skye Hotel. Zayne, looking at Sage's car disappear into the distance, asked Jace, "Mr. Yuriel, do we follow her?" "There's no need." Jace felt that if he were to continue with his actions, he would truly become a stalker. "Just ask your men to keep a close distance." Jace felt somewhat frustrated. He rolled down his window and lit a cigarette. The flame burned dimly in the night. Jace allowed his thoughts to carry him away. He could not stop thinking of the photo of Sage and Luther— their faces so close together. Sage had never liked her photo taken. He did not even have a personal photo of her. The only photo that they had taken together was their wedding photo. However, it appeared that whenever Luther was around, Sage was always close to him. Even if they had grown up together, they were way too close. Jace was green with envy as his heart turned sour and jealous.His phone rang loudly. It was a foreign numbe

Sage's car did not get hijacked on the only way back to Rosa Garden but instead at a narrowed winding road.If one had an aerial view of the road, one would see something that looked like a straight line leading directly from the city center to Rosa Garden. It was the fastest way back, and only the people who frequented Norah Residence knew about it.Sage's father, Sawyer Norah, had people build the road, and its only purpose was to shorten the distance between the city and home.It was why the road was discreet and dark. No streetlamps had been installed. It was also hidden by the dense wood, looking gloomy and desolate. The hijackers were clearly lying in wait here for the perfect opportunity. This was not the first time that such a thing had happened to Sage. Ever since she was fourteen, such things had happened to her many times, and she was not shocked by it. She even felt a little nostalgic. She knew that her parents were not common citizens. Sage had inherited her parents

The leader of the gang, Scarface, could not believe how skilled Sage was when it came to knives. The gaping wound on his chest hurt madly, and his face twisted in pain. He could no longer hide his pain. Scarface spat on the ground and bellowed, "You b*tch, I'm going to kill you!"As he was spitting out his threat, Sage grabbed his wrist and gave it a forceful twist. The veins and muscles tore, and he shrieked in pain. Then, he was kicked to the ground. Sage coldly asked him in a low voice, "Who sent you here?""What the f—" Sage punched him to the ground. Mud filled his mouth as he cursed. Sage caught his arms and jerked them back. "AHHH!"The cry scared all the birds in the woods, and in a flurry of rustling and movement, they took off. Scarface's arms lay at a weird angle. They looked as if they were broken. He was sweating buckets, and the other hijackers were too stunned to make a move.Sage, still unfazed, said "I'm going to ask you one more time. Who sent you?"She bra

Seeing their endless fight, Sage solemnly said, "Enough!"She wanted to go home. The night grew dark and cold. She had no interest in watching them fight anymore.Both men stopped the instant they heard Sage's voice. They stood firm and assessed each other from head to toe. Jace studied the man who had appeared out of nowhere. The man looked pretentious with his braided hair and tanned skin. The collar of his black shirt was flipped up, his chin was raised, and he looked arrogant and wild.Kane Hudson stood opposite Jace and looked down at him with cold eyes. Jace looked prim and proper in his suit. 'Wow, this guy has some moves, as expected from someone who had served in the special forces,' thought Kane. "You're Jace Yuriel?" Kane asked as he thought, "This is the jerk who made our girl's life miserable for three whole years."Jace was surprised that Kane knew who he was. His eyes narrowed, "Who are you?"Kane scoffed and replied, "I'm your grandfather."He walked toward Sa