Chapter 113

The man got out of the car. He was tall, handsome, and clad in a smart suit. His chiseled features

appeared stern under the light. It was Ian! Terry, donning a

similar suit, was walking with him toward the restaurant.

Ian glanced over at Sage as he noticed her gaze. Terry saw her, too, and nodded politely at her.

She assumed that they had an appointment here. Sage smiled at Terry but ignored Jan. Then, she said

goodbye to her new friends before walking away.

“No way! He’s walking toward me! Do you think he’s going to talk to me?” the woman beside Sage

whispered nervously to her companion.

Sage took a look and noticed that he was walking toward them. The man came to

a halt in front of her.

“Did you drink again?” he asked lowly.

Sage pouted. “What’s it to you?”

Jan looked at her without saying a word. The woman who had exclaimed earlier heard their

conversation and realized lan hadn’t noticed her. Hence, she

reluctantly left with her companion.

Sage scoffed internally as she couldn’t understand what that woman had seen in Ian. Despite his good

looks, lan was nothing but a jerk.

Michael was acquainted with lan and had seen the pictures last night. Afraid that he would cause a

misunderstanding for Sage, he politely interjected, “Mr. Holcomb, Ms. Joyner only had a couple of

beers. She didn’t overdo it. We were just about to take her home.

lan’s dark gaze shifted to Michael. “My wife doesn’t need an outsider to take her home.”

The other band members were all surprised when lan called Sage his wife. They knew Sage was

married, but they had no idea her husband was such an attractive and powerful person.

All of them felt inferior standing next to him. Michael’s face flushed with embarrassment when he heard

lan’s dismissive remarks.

Sage glared at lan. “He’s not an outsider! He’s my friend! Mind your own. business. I don’t need you to

meddle in my affairs. Let’s go, Michael!”

She was about to leave when lan grabbed her hand. “What the hell are you doing?

she snapped.

Just then, Terry walked over to them. Ian tightened his grip on her hand and refused to let go. “Go

inside and greet Mr. Russell and the others,” he ordered

Terry.

Terry was not at all surprised when he heard that. He nodded. “Sure thing, Mr. Holcomb.” He then

walked into the restaurant.

Ian led Sage to his car and said, “I’ll take you home.”

The driver had been watching their exchange closely and tactfully opened the car’s rear door as they

approached.

“Let

go

of me! I can get home alone. I don’t need you to drive me!” Sage shook off Ian’s hand in frustration.

“Sage Joyner, do you want to be the trending online again?” he asked apathetically.

Sage realized that someone outside the restaurant seemed to have recognized her and was holding up

their phone to take a picture of her.

She despised being the subject of gossip. She had no choice last night. She stopped arguing with Ian,

covered her face with her hand, going straight into the

car.

The band members were still shocked after Ian’s car left. “Michael, is Ms. Joyner going to be okay?”

Michael watched as the car vanished into the distance. “Don’t worry, she can handle her own

problems.”