A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 53

There was a distant look in Ian’s eyes.

He even frowned a little,

Ivy was stunned when she saw that reaction.

She began to feel a little awkward.

Still, Ivy didn’t reveal her emotions on her face. She straightened herself as she apologized gently.

“Ian, no matter what, I’m the one at fault for what happened today. I’m willing to take any punishment or reprimand.”

With the explanations so far, Ivy’s actions seemed excusable.

Ian didn’t probe further. He said in a cold voice, “We can’t afford any mistakes in this matter. Get someone to look into Benjamin. If he wasn’t framed, cancel the investment plans.”

Ivy hastily said, “Don’t worry, I’ve already asked someone to look into it. If there really is something off with him, you don’t even have to say the word. I won’t dare to partner with him.”

Ian’s expression relaxed a little. He rubbed his temples for a bit. “If there’s nothing else, you can leave now.”

Ivy could see that Ian was experiencing discomfort. She asked gingerly, “Ian, you don’t seem well. Shall I massage your head?

“Every time my dad gets headaches, I’ll massage his head for him. He says that I’m like a professional.”

“Ask the driver to take

casually, “It’s getting late, so why don’t you put up for a night here? We have a meeting about Benjamin tomorrow morning, anyway. You don’t have to rush back and

declined. “It’s alright.”

got herself into trouble again, Ian wouldn’t have the energy to deal with it.

a gentle smile on her face, but her heart was already filled with jealousy.

that Ian was beginning

the past, Ian wouldn’t have bothered

an extremely important

today, he had chosen Sage over work.

days, but even until now, he had never mentioned the incident where Delilah rushed into

even intentionally avoided

wasn’t a

to

already used to it by now.

and asked tiredly,

has returned to the bedroom

forehead. He didn’t

tea, she found Ian already asleep on the couch. He was propping up his head, and he seemed to be extremely fatigued. His eyebrows were tightly knitted together.

softly, “Sir, the tea is ready.”

Ian didn’t respond.