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.

her confusion, she witnessed the chandelier snapping

partner instinctively felt that something was off. Propelled by his instincts, he took a wide step backward immediately. However, Ivy was left standing w looking surprised.

sounded one

she was while

Just the second before, he was still holding her tightly without the intention of letting her go. Now, he was rushing toward

and heated arguments erupted in the banquet hall. Someone could be heard calling 911

few of them even bumped into Sage’s arm

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the spot on the dance floor without budging at all. She felt as though everything that had happened in the last

up was just an illusion. The sympathetic

“sage?”

much time had passed before she heard Priscilla’s voice. She turned

Priscilla asked in concern.

shook her

of the guests had already left the dance floor. Only

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

judgmental looks in Sage’s way. There were even people who tried

have my driver send you home?” Priscilla kindly asked while

Sage shook her head again. “Priscilla, you must’ve prepared many bottles of vodka, right?”

of surprise appeared on Priscilla’s face. “Yeah. You want