NovelEnglishChapter 114 “Ooh, | guess someone knows her very well, huh?” one teased.
“Let’s not joke about her anymore,” Michael said solemnly. “After all, she’s a girl. Sjokes might be harmless to us but could cause her trouble.” The others quieted down when they noticed the usually good-tempered Michael getting visibly upset.
Meanwhile, Sage had her back to lan in the car. She didn’t want to talk to him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtlan, too, remained silent. His handsface was hard-set, and his jaw muscles were clenched. He seemed to be holding back his temper.
He was probably waiting for her to explain why she had gone to dinner with Michael and his friends.
Even if they weren't getting a divorce, he still didn’t have the right to dictate who she could and couldn't be friends with. Hence, she didn’t feel the need to explain herself to him.
Not long after, the car pulled up to Solaris Estate. Ignoring lan, Sage exited the car and stormed into the house.
Wanda breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her. “Mrs. Holcomb, thank goodness you're back! You had no idea how upset Mr. Holcomb looked when he left. | didn’t even dare to make a sound.” “He's been back?” Sage asked.
“Yes, he charound 6:00 p.m.- Mr. Holcomb!” Wanda greeted lan as she noticed him walking into the house.
Sage asked with a frown, “Don’t you have an appointment?” After all, Terry was waiting for him at the restaurant, wasn’t he? However, lan didn’t answer her question.
Instead, he simply marched up the stairs.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhy was he giving her the cold shoulder when he was the one who insisted on 10 +18 BONUS taking her home? He must be out of his mind.
“Mrs. Holcomb, did you cback with Mr. Holcomb?” Wanda inquired.
Sage nodded. “Yep. | ran into him at the restaurant after having dinner with my friends,” “But Mr. Holcomb said he had no plans this evening,” Wanda muttered.
“Maybe something cup,” Sage responded. “Well, don’t mind me, Wanda. I'm going back to my room to get srest.” When she returned to her bedroom, lan was seated on her chaise lounge as if he were waiting for her.
Sage frowned. “Have you lost your memory? | told you not to cinto my room anymore.” He crossed his legs and said coldly, “We need to talk, Sage.” “What do we even need to talk about?” lan reached for spapers beside him and threw them at Sage. “Why did you invest in Mimosa?” Was this what he was referring to in the message he sent her at noon? Sage wasn’t surprised that lan found out about her investment in Mimosa. “I didn’t use your money. It’s my own savings.” lan was rendered speechless. “That's not the point.” “Then, what is?” “Did you plan what had happened at the party last night?” Realization dawned on her. “Are you askingif | bribed the hotel staff to hurt Ivy with that falling chandelier?” His anger boiled over when he noticed her indifference and mockery. He sneered. “Yes. After all, you've done such things before!” Sage smiled wryly when she heard that. lan had never trusted her. He.always suspected that she was involved whenever bad things happened to Ivy.
“Let's just get divorced, lan.” Sage couldn't tolerate his bullshit anymore. “Then, you can fly off into the sunset with Ivy.”
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