Michael lifted his glass. Sage had toasted to him and was ready to down the contents of her glass when someone suddenly snatched it away from her. When she turned around, she found lan staring at her.

He was dressed in the same black suit from lunch. Standing up straight and exuding elegance, he attracted much attention from the guests in the bar.

Sage frowned. "Why are you here?”

His expression was unreadable. "I can't find my pajamas. I need your help at home.”

She looked puzzled. Although she was tipsy, she was not delirious. She knew he had shown up at the bar because he was angry that she had hung up on him.

"I am not obliged to do anything for you." She reached out for her glass. "Now give me back my wine glass!"

shouldn't drink anymore.” Most people at the bar had met lan

Joyner might be your wife, but you have no right to stop

self-centered, don't you

spoke up. He had an imposing air. That, coupled with his expressionless face, exerted pressure on the people around him. The few who protested suddenly shivered

her home when she wants to leave. You

glance at Michael. His gaze traveled to the wine glass in Michael's hand. Then, he scooped Sage into his arms, a move which made her shriek in shock. She reflexively

and aloof, he announced, "Put everyone's bills from tonight on my tab. Take it as me saying thanks for entertaining

then handed a black card to the staff before

in her ear, "Keep moving around, and I'll kiss you in front of

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