"Do you think I'm referring to that?"

"What exactly are you referring to, then?"

"Sneak some classified information out of lan Holcomb's laptop for me,” Shane requested with all seriousness.

"Mr. Morrison, it's illegal to steal. I'm a model citizen, you know." "Anyone else doing so would be committing theft. As his wife, all you're doing is getting some information from your husband.” His argument rendered Sage speechless.

She was familiar with Shane's working style after collaborating with him for a while. He could not seriously be asking for any classified information. She deduced that Giselle Rosethorn was the reason he asked her for help.

After a brief moment of silence, she said, "Hasn't Ms. Rosethorn had enough? What do you want me to do?"

"You're smart," he said. "Giselle heard from someone that you're starting work at Farsight Investment next month. She wants to join you."

"So?"

think you

“No, I don't!"

a deal!" With that, Shane hung up

Shane Morrison! Why are you

to be Sage's assistant, even though he was fully aware of

garden. The weeds, seemingly retaliating against her, sprung back. She angrily stepped on them and snapped, "Try

She turned around and found a friendly-looking man in his mid-twenties. He donned athleisure wear

thought I'd run into you here." He approached her with a

not meeting each other, Zachary had shed his youthful naivete and

younger sister. Such a relationship might have been quite cheesy for others, but he and Sage got along

graciously greeted

Donald arrived yesterday. I had wanted to pick you up from the airport, but I couldn't make it because I landed at midnight.

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