"The Holcomb family isn't poor enough to make you leave this marriage without a penny to your name," Ian said in response to Sage's confusion. "I'll have Terry draw up another agreement so that you receive appropriate compensation.""That's not necessary," Sage said firmly. "I didn't marry you for your money."It wasn't like she was short on cash. Setting aside the fact that her grandfather had left her some shares, she was plenty capable of earning her own money. She'd only been so insistent on marrying Ian because she'd lost her mind and wanted to chase after her so-called love."I don't care what you want to get out of this," Ian said domineeringly. "I'm still going to draw up the agreement based on my terms so that things don't look too ugly."Oh. So, he was afraid of being humiliated if people were to hear about him allowing his ex-wife to leave without a penny to her name.Sage gave up on arguing with him. "Whatever. You decide. I'll see you at City Hall tomorrow morning."
Sage found this laughable. When had Ian ever been nice to her? He still didn't believe she was serious and thought she wanted to use the divorce to smear his reputation. It wasn't as if getting divorced after a year of marriage was something to be proud of. Why would she go around announcing it to the world?"I swear I won't mention a word about this. If you don't trust me, you can add it to the divorce agreement as an additional clause," Sage said with a mocking smile.For some reason, her smile irked Ian. "Stop dragging things out. Sign the agreement!"He made it sound like she was the one delaying things on purpose. Sage couldn't be bothered to argue with him. She signed the agreement without hesitation. "Here, your turn."She threw the pen and agreement at Ian, who sat at the other end of the table. Since he'd already had someone print the agreement, why hadn't he signed it beforehand? He was wasting her time!Ian could sense Sage rolling her eyes at him. He suppressed his rag
Sage laughed to herself. In her previous life, she'd waited for eight years to receive a divorce certificate and news of him marrying Ivy. How could he fall for her in a month in this life?"I just want to know whether you'd still want to get a divorce if Ian realizes how great you are and falls for you," Linda said.Sage met her hopeful gaze and nodded resolutely. "Yes."No matter how this life turned out, she still didn't want to have anything to do with Ian anymore. She'd had enough of the bitterness of love. She wanted to stay away from Ian and start a new life!…After walking out of Holcomb Manor, Sage saw Ian sitting in the car with a dark expression. Despite all the trouble they'd gone to, the divorce had still fallen through. She bet Ian thought she and Linda had schemed to pull this off.She could already foresee Ian humiliating and interrogating her once she got into the car, so she decided to ignore him and hail a cab herself."Get in the car!" Ian ordered coldly w
Ian's expression softened when he saw who the caller was. He answered it."Ian, it's almost time for the meeting at Bolton Investment. How long will it take to get here?" The car was so silent that Sage heard every word that Ivy said over the phone despite her voice being soft and gentle.Ian had recently acquired Bolton Investment. Ivy had been appointed as its director.In Sage's previous life, Ivy had contributed much to Bolton Investment and had produced excellent results. It had won her the nickname of "Queen of the Workplace". At the time, Sage had been indignant. She'd told Ian that she wanted to get a job at Holcomb Corporation to prove her capabilities.But all she'd received was Ian's mockery. "You, work at Holcomb Corporation? Do you even know how to survive in the workplace? Ivy put in so much time and effort to gain the board of directors' approval. Do you think you can do the same with just a few words?"Ivy may not come from as good a background as you, but she's
The man was handsome. He wore a casual white suit. If the average Joe were to wear something like that, it'd be a disaster. But on the man, the white suit accentuated the natural nobility and laziness in his temperament.He was devilish.Sage couldn't help feeling like she'd seen him somewhere before but couldn't remember where."Mr. Morrison," the driver said nervously.The man looked at Sage."I'm sorry for delaying you. I'll take full responsibility for this," Sage said earnestly.The man smiled devilishly. "Aside from the cost of fixing the car, you'll also have to compensate me for the mental distress you've caused me and the cost of delaying my business."I have a deal worth ten billion dollars that I need to sign the contract for. Now that you've delayed me, you're gonna have to bear responsibility for all of that."Sage smiled faintly at his preposterous demands. "You look like a proper gentleman, sir, and an affluent one to boot. I didn't expect you to make a living th
Shane said, "I have a question that I forgot to ask you, Mrs. Holcomb."A question for Sage? "What is it?"He waved his phone gleefully. "Who do you think will win the bet? Will it be me or Mr. Holcomb?"From the way he waved his phone around, Sage understood what he meant. The fact that she'd left his number and said that she wanted to learn from him meant that she thought he was better than Ian.Shane was trying to achieve two things by asking her this—he wanted to put her in a tough spot while also provoking Ian.Sage smiled faintly and said diplomatically, "Bets don't just depend on a person's capabilities, really. It also depends on luck.""What do you think of my luck, then?""I honestly wouldn't know. But let me wish you good luck, Mr. Morrison."Shane wanted to say something else, but Ian had already closed the window, cutting their conversation short."When have you and him been so friendly with each other?" Ian asked impatiently when Sage turned to look at him.Sage
Shane's car had crashed into a divider on the road. The car looked like it had been totaled. It definitely looked worse than Ian's car.Just then, the siren of an ambulance rang out. Soon, doctors carried Shane out of his car. "There aren't any obvious external injuries or broken bones. Initial diagnosis is that he was knocked unconscious by the deployment of the airbag…"Sage couldn't help sagging in relief at the diagnosis. At the same time, she wondered how deep a grudge Ian and Shane held against each other. Was it worth putting their lives on the line just because they were on opposing sides in the business world?…When Ian and Sage left the police station, it was already nighttime. They heard that Shane had already regained consciousness and was fine. He only had a slight concussion from hitting his head against the wheel. He had to spend a few days in the hospital recuperating.Neither he nor Ian insisted on making the other party pay for the accident. They both made it cl
"Where are you going? Treat these wounds for me!" Ian said."Sorry, but I'm not a doctor, nor am I obligated to do anything for you," Sage said coldly.Ian's irritation grew. Hadn't she been worried about him earlier? How could she change her mind in the next second? She was so fickle-minded!"You're not obligated to do anything for me? Think about who I took these injuries for!"Sage wanted to say that he wouldn't have gotten injured if he hadn't raced Shane like that, but Ian looked like he wanted to settle the score with her. She genuinely wasn't in the mood to argue with him.She would just give in and treat his wounds. It wouldn't take long. Wanda had already brought the first-aid kit over. Sage took out the Q-tips and rubbing alcohol with a frown."I'll go attend to my chores now, Mr. and Mrs. Holcomb. Call me if you need anything," said Wanda. She left.Sage started tending Ian's wounds. They weren't serious, but some of them were flesh-deep. He'd also bled quite a lot. I