Chapter 152

“Where are you going?” Ian demanded.

Sage chuckled and explained, “I’m giving up my seat to Layla. Didn’t you hear her earlier?”

He commanded, “Sit down.” His eyes flashed with a subtle annoyance. It seemed that he wasn’t

interested in Layla at all.

However, Sage wasn’t going to shield him. She was about to leave her seat when Susan intervened,

“Layla, what are you doing? You’re an adult. It’s time to stop clinging to Sage and Ian. Come have a

seat beside me. I ordered your favorite

seafood.”

Susan and Owen had silently observed the interaction among the three. They picked up on Ian’s

frustration and did not want to risk humiliating Layla. Susan then added, “Who said Ian and Sage are

getting a divorce? They’re doing well.”

“Ian, just ignore Layla’s nonsense. She has liked squabbling with Sage from a young age,” Owen

chimed in with a smile.

Ian said nothing in response. When he noticed Sage standing, he reached out to pull her back into her

seat.

Since it wasn’t the right time and place to have a fallout with him, she reluctantly returned to her seat.

Besides, she had other plans for that night.

After eating, Layla still wasn’t over the confrontation. She turned to Sage and said, “You mentioned

some earrings on the second–hand website. You must have listed them right?”

Sage looked like a wealthy woman, and she drove luxury cars and carried bags worth millions. She

used a black card when making purchases. It didn’t make

sense for her to be selling off her jewelry.

Layla hoped that Ian would start to detest Sage if he learned about her shameful

actions.

To Layla’s surprise, Sage didn’t look embarrassed by her statement at all. She

even nodded openly. Sneering, she replied, “Yes, that was me. You’re not dumb after all I guess. At

least you noticed it.”

When Sage took the screenshot, she deliberately included part of the listing information in the photo. It

wouldn’t take Layla long to figure out that the seller

was Sage.

That way, Layla would learn that Henry was merely fronting. Perhaps that would turn Layla off, just

when she had developed some interest in him.

Despite the setback, Layla persisted in giving Sage trouble, “How much did you spend? Do you have

less than ten thousand under your name? Is that why you need to sell off your jewelry?”

Sage smiled, eager to correct her. “You’re wrong. I’m just frugal. That’s why I sold off the earrings that

were supposed to be in the trashcan.”

“In the trashcan?” Layla instantly felt as though her ears were filled with grime. She hurriedly rubbed

the imaginary filth off her ears. To think that she had smugly shown them off yesterday!

Had Sage not mentioned the listing on the second–hand website, Layla would have already posted

photos of them on Instagram. The earrings turned out to be Sage’s trash!

Something felt off. Layla thought that Sage was deliberately trying to make her feel sick. She

questioned, “How would the earrings end up in the trashcan?”

“I threw them out,” Sage confessed honestly. “I consider what’s not mine as trash. But I changed my

mind later, thinking that I could probably get some use out of them. I’m surprised that you regard my

trash as your treasure.”

Sage’s words only fueled Layla’s rage. She had tried to irk Sage, but it ended up backfiring on her.

She fumed and hissed, “Why would you throw away such an expensive pair of earrings for no good

reason? I know Ian is rich, but you shouldn’t have done that!

Layla started stirring trouble again.

“The earrings were hers. She could do anything she wanted with it,” Ian casually defended Sage. “I

won’t stop her.”

Layla blushed in embarrassment as she did not expect lan to speak up for Sage.

Meanwhile, Sage cast an astonished glance at Ian. Ian clearly knew which earrings Layla was referring

to. Sage wondered why lan was defending her when he should have been angry.