A Farewell After Being Reborn

The bodyguards didn’t seem surprised by this. After escorting Sage over to Shane, they left the office.

“Have a seat, Ms. Joyner.” Shane had his legs propped up on his desk while he swiveled a wine glass in hand. He said in a playful tone, “Do you know why I asked you to come here?”

“Not really.” Sage replied calmly. “I also want to apologize for what happened with Priscilla last time. I misunderstood you.”

Shane scoffed. “At least you know to apologize first. Don’t you think lan should also apologize to me for wrecking my bar?” This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

Sage knew Shane was looking for a bone to pick. She said begrudgingly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know lan would bring his men over or cause such a big commotion.”

Sage only apologized, not mentioning the fact that Shane had wanted to abduct her prior.

Sure enough, Shane’s mood lightened up. He pointed at a large bottle of XO on the bar’s countertop and shot Sage an amused look. “If you know you’re in the wrong, you should behave accordingly, too.

“Finish that entire bottle of wine, and we can start talking about my mental compensation afterward.” Even someone who had strong alcohol tolerance wouldn’t be able to stay upright after downing such a large bottle of wine, not to mention Sage and her so–so tolerance.

Sage said, “I can’t drink this wine, Mr. Morrison. What happened at the bar last time was purely an accident. I’m sure you’ve done your investigation as well. I had nothing to do with the fact that lan knew about Priscilla, so there’s no such thing as me purposely trying to mess with you.”

there is such a thing as lan wrecking my bar for your sake.”

Shane swiveled his wine glass and continued, “You act as if lan has no feelings for you and as if you’re determined to oppose him. Yet he cares about you in everything he does. Aren’t you just using me to spice up your relationship, then?”

It made sense that Shane saw things this way.

When Sage got into the car accident and got trapped in the bar, lan showed up just in time to save the day. But little did Shane know that lan only helped Sage because of her identity as “Mrs. Holcomb“, not because he cared for her.

“Why don’t we make a bet, Mr. Morrison?” Sage suggested.

Amusement surfaced on Shane’s handsome features. “What are you betting on?”

Sage said, “If I can revive Mimosa’s reputation and make it meet its investors‘ standards, you’ll forget about the unpleasant things that happened before and continue working together with me as agreed.”

Actually, even if Shane hadn’t “invited” her over, she would still want to chat with him.

After all, Farsight Investment was the most likely to oppose Holcomb Corporation. Sage wouldn’t even want to miss out on this opportunity, even if it was for herself.

Sage used to think Shane would help Priscilla unceasingly. But after Priscilla’s explanation, Sage’s perspective of Shane had changed again.

“If you can successfully make Mimosa go public, you’ll win your bet with lan from before. It’d be a win- win situation,” Sage said.

Shane looked at Sage sarcastically, neither confirming whether he believed her or not. “What if you lose?”

Sage pointed at the wine on the bar countertop. ‘I’ll drink from that until you’re satisfied.”

Shane snorted. “What good would you be to me if you die from over–drinking? I’d be wasting my own

wine, too.”

Sage stayed quiet.

Then, why did Shane suggest she drink the whole bottle of wine earlier?

“What punishment do you think is most suitable, Mr. Morrison,” Sage asked.

Shane replied, “If you lose, I want you to make lan apologize to me in public and say that he’s no match.

for me.”

Sage refused without hesitation. “I can’t do that.”