A Farewell After Being Reborn

“Get me a pen!” Ian barked.

“Mr. Holcomb, Mr. Jones and the others are still waiting for you to sign the contract. It’s almost time.” Just then, Terry walked over to remind Ian in a low voice.

This was regarding an important business deal Holcomb Corporation had been negotiating for a while. Sage’s sudden appearance was causing them to almost be late.

Ian immediately forgot about Sage. He and Terry hurried out of the building.

“Ian!” Sage ran after him.

“Drag her away!” On Ian’s orders, a few security guards surrounded Sage.

She knew he was a workaholic; it seemed like there wouldn’t be time for them to get the divorce over with today. Sage had no choice but to shout, “I’ll see you at City Hall at 9:00 am tomorrow!”

Ian got into the waiting car with a poker face, then sped off without a word.

Did this mean he would be there or not? Sage bet he would. He couldn’t wait to be free of her, after all. She relaxed.

When Sage returned to the villa, she logged in to her email account, which she’d abandoned for some time. There were a few job offers from some investment firms. Instead of deleting them like she normally did, she opened them one by one and read them.

All of the offers had already expired. Some of them were from renowned investment firms that many elites in the finance industry would die to get into. She couldn’t believe she’d missed out on these opportunities for the sake of a scumbag like Ian!

In this life, she had to plan her life properly. She couldn’t ruin

résumé out to a few companies, Sage thought about her and Ian’s impending divorce. This

computer off and started packing her stuff. That way, once she had the divorce certificate,

“Why are you packing your things, Mrs. Holcomb? Are you going on a

staff from spying on them and

It was just that

with my temper while caring for me. I hope

a rage. Why was she apologizing so

Holcomb. I haven’t taken anything to heart.

divorced.

but she knew very well how Sage felt about Ian. Every day, Sage would rack her

Sage had placed books everywhere in the house, even in the garden. Everything she ate, wore, and used was

love Mr. Holcomb deeply, don’t you, Mrs. Holcomb? Why are

have the energy to love him anymore. That’s why I’ve

still baffled by the whole thing. She was about to try to persuade Sage to change her mind when she saw Ian standing in the corridor outside. “Mr. Holcomb, you’re back. Have you eaten? I’ll whip you up something right now.”

only came back to

head to the study.

“Mr. Holcomb, Mrs. Holcomb, I should get to work. I’ll leave