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

your wife, but you have no right

pretty self-centered,

had an imposing air. That, coupled with his expressionless face, exerted pressure on the people around him. The

"Mr. Holcomb, Ms. Joyner isn't drunk. We'll send her home when she wants to leave. You can't

Then, he scooped Sage

satisfied by her action. Sounding courteous and aloof, he announced, "Put everyone's bills from

a black card to the staff before leaving with Sage in his

warning in her ear, "Keep moving around, and I'll kiss you in front of everyone. Let's see who's going

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