A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 11

Shane said, “I have a question that I forgot to ask you, Mrs. Holcomb.”

A question for Sage? “What is it?”

He waved his phone gleefully. “Who do you think will win the bet? Will it be me or Mr. Holcomb?”

From the way he waved his phone around, Sage understood what he meant. The fact that she’d left his number and said that she wanted to learn from him meant that she thought he was better than Ian.

Shane was trying to achieve two things by asking her this–he wanted to put her in a tough spot while also provoking Ian.

Sage smiled faintly and said diplomatically, “Bets don’t just depend on a person’s capabilities, really. It also depends on luck.”

“What do you think of my luck, then?”

“I honestly wouldn’t know. But let me wish you good luck, Mr. Morrison.”

Shane wanted to say something else, but Ian had already closed the window, cutting their conversation short.

“When have you and him been so friendly with each other?” Ian asked impatiently when Sage turned to look at him.

Sage threw her hair over her shoulder carelessly. “We’re not. Not yet,

anyway.”

It was hard to say what would happen in the future, though. Shane’s company, Farsight Investment, was a good place to work. But if she were to go there, that would put her and Ian on opposing sides.

Though she was mad and resentful over Ian neglecting her and getting her, admitted to a mental institution, she knew very well he hadn’t had any

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to him. That was why she’d yet to decide whether

underlying

shot forward before cutting into the lane Ian and Sage were in. Then, he drove in front of Ian,

chance to overtake him. Even if Sage wasn’t the one

After enduring this for a while, lan

of emotion, but his gaze was cold as he stared straight

making the car shoot forward like a wild horse set free. Sage had yet to realize what was going on when the front of the

car with a loud crash.

against the road as Sage’s body jolted forward and slammed back against the seat. When she looked up, still feeling terrified,

hadn’t stopped. He drove forward a bit before reversing

into

enough to swerve the car away, Shane’s car

go off track. It rammed into

was almost thrown out of her seat.

the window shattered. Sage threw her

the glass about to land all over

expected, though. Instead, she was pulled against a hard chest. As she listened to

been drunk. She’d listened to his heartbeat. It had been far slower than the speed at which it

up if you’re okay.” Ian’s voice was

sat up. At the thought of what had just happened, she shouted, Have you lost your mind? How could you

open before she could finish. “Get out of