A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 12

Shane’s car had crashed into a divider on the road. The car looked like it had been totaled. It definitely looked worse than Ian’s car.

Just then, the siren of an ambulance rang out. Soon, doctors carried Shane out of his car. “There aren’t any obvious external injuries or broken bones. Initial diagnosis is that he was knocked unconscious by the deployment of the airbag…”

Sage couldn’t help sagging in relief at the diagnosis. At the same time, she wondered how deep a grudge Ian and Shane held against each other. Was it worth putting their lives on the line just because they were on opposing sides in the business world?

When Ian and Sage left the police station, it was already nighttime. They heard that Shane had already regained consciousness and was fine. He only had a slight concussion from hitting his head against the wheel. He had to spend a few days in the hospital recuperating.

Neither he nor Ian insisted on making the other party pay for the accident. They both made it clear that they would bear their respective

responsibilities.

The road where the accident had happened was wide, and there hadn’t been many cars. No other cars were involved in the collision, so the police didn’t press the matter.

Sage wanted to ask about the bad blood between Ian and Shane, but the icy look on Ian’s face told her it was better not to let her curiosity get the better

of her.

Terry drove the car over to them. Sage said, “I won’t delay you from

heading back to the company, then. I’ll take a cab home.”

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lan was always busy and rarely went home. Seeing as they’d gotten in so

he probably didn’t have time for anything other than work. Sage thought she was being considerate, but

think you’ve caused enough trouble recently? What

“What have I

Sage realized what he meant. “I was being serious

you? Did you tell him who you were immediately

her breath. “Look, it’s my fault for troubling you today. You don’t

want

exhausted. How about I take you both home so you can

budge. Terry took in the stormy look on his face and decided to pretend he couldn’t see or hear anything. He was only a regular assistant. He wasn’t capable of handling

few degrees. As Terry drove, he couldn’t help thinking that if things continued like this, he would

to

the essential oil

has improved a lot.”

so

essential oil that she’d made to help with sleep loss was

make some more one day so you can give

mother.”

you, Mrs. Holcomb.”

to my staff. And you expect

it or not. There’s one thing you don’t need to worry about, though–you’re the only person I