A Farewell After Being Reborn

"We're both granddaughters of the Joyners, but you have it better than me in terms of food, clothing, and even living expenses. Grandpa only spoils you and not me! I'm only asking you for a small favor, but here you are dragging your feet!"

Indeed, Donald favored her more. Sage understood that this affection stemmed from his pity for her lack of paternal love. However, if she and Layla had a dispute, Donald was always rational and never blindly favored her.

Susan's influence on Layla was too significant, which led to her deeply held resentment toward Sage. Unable to clarify these matters with Layla for the time being, Sage said, "I'll send it to you in a minute.”

"You didn’t seem interested in Henry at all the last time I saw you. How come you two are getting along so well now?" Sage couldn't help but ask Layla.

"Mind your own business!" Layla yelled and hung up.

Sage was rendered speechless. After sending the screenshot to Layla, she left the sports complex. As she got into the car, she felt like someone was watching her from behind.

She glanced around but didn't see anyone suspicious. She assumed that it was just her imagination, so she brushed the thought aside and drove off.

Mr. Holcomb is back and upstairs working in his study. I just brewed some tea. Could you please take the tea up to

Holcomb also complained about the pain in his hand and asked me to bring

the way, Mr. Holcomb asked me just now

nagging if she didn't agree, Sage took the tea and ointment from her. "Okay,

walked up

out

some documents at a spacious desk. There was a laptop open in front of him. With his brows furrowed, he looked serious

lan instructed without raising his head, "Just put them down here.” Following his orders, Sage placed the tea and ointment beside him. Noticing that the person next to him wasn't Wanda, he looked up. Upon seeing her, a hint of surprise appeared in his dark eyes.

her gaze and replied, "Wanda's busy, so she asked me to bring these up to you." "Perfect timing. Can you help me apply the ointment?" he asked, extending his right hand toward her. His once pale skin was now peeling,

applying the ointment for the past two days?" she said while wrinkling her nose. Annoyed, he let out a cold laugh and said, "Drop

that night's events, so she said nothing and used a cotton swab to apply