Chapter 15

Ian, dressed in a dark suit, walked in. What was he doing there? His

expression turned slightly colder when he saw Sage. He seemed to be trying hard to keep his emotions in check.

Why did he look like that? Was he still mad over what had happened that morning?

“Grandpa,” he greeted Donald politely as Sage pondered the matter.

“You’re here, Ian. You must be hungry! Come on, join us for dinner. We were just waiting for you!” Donald said lovingly. “Here, sit beside Sage. You like fish sticks, don’t you? They’re by Sage’s side.”

At that, Sage pushed the dish to the center of the table. “Sit on the opposite side.”

“Sage, what are you doing? That’s rude.” After reprimanding Sage, Donald turned to Ian and said helplessly, “I’ve spoiled her rotten, Ian. She can be willful sometimes. I hope you’ll be more tolerant of her. Don’t bear a grudge against her. Deep down, she has a kind soul.”

Ian didn’t refute Donald. He sat down opposite Sage and said calmly, “Got

it, Grandpa.”

He’d been raised to have the best manners. Even if he didn’t like Sage, he wouldn’t lose his composure with Donald around. Of course, there were always exceptions to the rule.

In Sage’s previous life, Ian had insisted on having her admitted to a mental institution for Ivy’s sake. Donald had tried to help her, but he’d said almost rudely, “Since you failed to raise her well, I’ll do it on your behalf.” o

Sage immediately lost her appetite as she recalled the events of her previous life. She picked at her food as Donald and Ian chatted about the news and

the economy.

“Remember the perfume sample that you made last time? Many

when I was gonna

the ingredients needed for that perfume are.

doesn’t change the fact that my darling Sage is a capable

of his respect for an elder than

agreement.

praising her to make Ian realize how many strengths she had. Hopefully,

bad that Ian would only see her flaws. No amount of praise or compliments

gone completely dark. Donald said cheerily, “Well, it’s getting late, so I

stay here for a few days and spend more time with you!”

had been so long since she’d seen Donald, so she wanted to accompany him as much as

all the way here to pick you up, didn’t

you’re busy with work, Ian, but do

Grandpa.” Ian

car, Donald held her hand and said lovingly, “Sage, stop fighting with Ian, okay? It’s always better to talk things out. You

problems

into the car, Sage curled up in her seat and

she

he could

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