A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 55

“Even though Sage is quite annoying about it, you haven’t divorced her yet. Isn’t it a little inappropriate?” Calvin asked.

Ian was irritated. “If you have something to talk to me about, speak right now. If not, get lost.”

Just then, the secretary came in with the coffee. So, Calvin pleasingly handed it to Ian. “Ian, have some coffee. Don’t let your throat go dry.”

There was indeed some discomfort in Ian’s throat. So, Ian accepted the mug.

“Heh. Ian, I’m sure you know why I’m here.”

After the secretary had gone out, Calvin began to plead his case. “My dad is very serious about the gulf project. If you turn it down, I’ll lose my freedom for the next few months. No, I’ll lose it for the whole year!

“He’ll drag me to the company and force me to take lessons!”

Ian said, “Great. Then I won’t have to listen to you yapping anymore.”

“Ian, you can’t do this.” Calvin sobbed, “Remember when you and Shane got into a fight at school back then? Who rushed forward to help you with abandon?”

“Do you mean that time when he kicked you to the ground? When you grazed your skin and bled, and you fainted at the sight of the blood? When I almost lost. because I was distracted by you?”

Calvin fell silent. “But you have to admit that I was loyal enough to help you out, right?”

between his eyebrows. “Write another detailed and plausible letter of intent on your own. Then, deliver the presentation on the project yourself.”

put on a sour expression. “I don’t know how!”

to your dad’s company and

I’ll do it!”

it after a mere fleeting moment. Then,

woman you like, you shouldn’t be a two–timer. Should

“Get lost. In the future, you’re not

understand why Ian became so

mentioned Sage twice, and Ian got angry on both occasions. Ian was probably troubled because

it, Ian. I’ll leave right

worry, I’ll always support you.

his eyes. He didn’t have the energy to humor

woke up, it

Then, she finally went to sleep in a daze in the

out of bed, Sage washed up and went downstairs. Wanda was preparing

a little longer for the meal.” Wanda ladled some soup into

“What’s that?”

a package on the dining table as