A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 100

But Ian outright ignored Sage’s provocative outfit. Instead, he chased her out of his study.

Sage didn’t want to recall the dumb things she had done in the past. At the same time, she had no intention to argue with lan over them.

There were only a dozen or so days left till Linda’s birthday. When that day came, Ian would find out how determined Sage was in divorcing his ass.

As they danced, Sage noticed Ivy dancing with another man.

Ivy was wearing an ankle–length gown, so she looked exceptionally graceful while dancing. She seemed to share a pretty good chemistry with the man as well.

The man said something to her, causing her to flash him a radiant smile.

When Ian noticed Sage staring in a particular direction as though she was spacing out, turned to glance in the same direction, too.

he

“Oh? You must be feeling uncomfortable, right? After all, your best female friend is dancing with another man intimately.” Sage pointed out, clearly relishing in Ian’s distress.

Ian turned back to look at her. “What does that have to do with me? Why would I feel uncomfortable about them dancing?”

Ian’s tone gave Sage a strange feeling that he was actually giving her a valid explanation. He had just told her that he didn’t care about Ivy at all.

Sage just harrumphed in response. She was about to retort when she noticed the chandelier above Ivy’s head swaying abnormally.

could voice out her confusion, she witnessed

by his instincts, he took a wide step backward immediately. However, Ivy was left standing w looking

bang sounded one

she was while

feel Ian’s hand leaving her waist instantly. Just the second before, he was still holding her tightly without the intention of letting her go. Now, he

surprised screams mixed with concerned shouts and heated arguments erupted in the banquet hall. Someone could be heard calling 911 in the

toward the dance floor. A few of them even bumped into Sage’s

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the spot on the dance floor without budging at all. She felt as

Ivy up was just an illusion. The sympathetic and mocking

“sage?”

heard Priscilla’s voice. She turned to look

hurt?” Priscilla asked in

shook her head.

dance floor. Only a pile

the guests no longer had the mood to enjoy the banquet. They gradually left

in Sage’s way. There were even

send you

you must’ve prepared many bottles of vodka, right?”

appeared on Priscilla’s face. “Yeah. You