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.

Donald seemed to think of something. “Remember the perfume sample that you made last time? Many

me when I was gonna

made that for fun, Grandpa. You know how rare the ingredients needed for that perfume are. How can you possibly mass

on the head. “That doesn’t change the fact that

was more out of his respect for

agreement.

He was deliberately praising her to make Ian realize how many strengths she had. Hopefully, it would make him like her more.

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

after dinner. Soon, the sky had gone completely dark. Donald said cheerily, “Well, it’s getting late, so I won’t keep

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

so she wanted to accompany him as much as she could: One day

on the forehead. “Oh, you. Ian came all the way here to pick you up, didn’t he? Why are

“I know you’re busy with work, Ian, but do drop by with Sage for a meal when you

it, Grandpa.” Ian nodded politely.

got into the car, Donald held her hand and said lovingly, “Sage, stop fighting with

problems fester overnight.”

getting into the car, Sage curled up in her

she and Ian hadn’t

that he could help smooth things out

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