Chapter 89

No wonder Ian had been busy lately. It turned out that he was busy kissing up to the

Shekdotters.

It must have been difficult for him. After all, he needed to do extra work on top of his regular workload at the company.

“Mrs. Holcomb,” Ivy politely greeted when she saw Sage.

Being a sensible woman, she said to lan, “Now that my job here is done, I’m going back to Bolton Investment.”

“Okay.”

Once Ivy left, Ian glanced at Sage, who had come here–empty–handed. He seemed to be silently questioning her as to why she didn’t buy anything for him.

Sage ignored his look as she asked coldly, “Where’s the antique inkwell?”

Ian frowned, not understanding why Sage’s demeanor had changed even though she had been friendly to him over the phone earlier.

He recalled Ivy’s presence in his office just now, so he decided to be patient with Sage for once. “Ivy was here earlier to give me a report on tomorrow’s banquet

“Your relationship with her has nothing to do with me,” Sage interrupted. “Hurry up and give me the inkwell. I’m quite busy, too, you know.”

Ian fell silent at that moment. In the end, he dug out a wooden box with the antique inkwell in

his

meeting and head over to Grandpa’s

for

accepted the box, she spun

had to

infidelity toward her? Was she so pathetic to the point that

was torn between greeting her

to say the least. Since when was Sage the type to be so

noticed after entering the president’s office was Ian’s

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piss you

annoyed. “Why are you

manners,”

her name, and he knew for a fact that Ian had never

when it came to romance and dating. He knew what the trigger was right away.

for Sage, thus his unusual attention

came here earlier, right? She didn’t seem happy at

didn’t like how much of a gossipmonger Calvin was, but he couldn’t put his

the moment she saw Ivy, right?” Calvin looked confused. “But Ivy was here

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