Chapter 186

Sage wondered why Linda was in such a good mood despite the savory news.

After hanging up the phone, she looked at the messy kitchen and immediately arranged for a cleaner to

come and take care of it. It was such a shame that Wanda was off today.

A woman who treated herself as a housekeeper as well would only end up with endless chores. Sage

couldn’t be bothered to be a virtuous wife who did all the work herself. She would rather take a nice

bath and wash away the stench of that filthy man.

Meanwhile, Ian received a video call from his grandmother while he was in the study.

“Ian, what happened to your lips? It looks like it’s bleeding,” Linda asked, concerned.

Ian wiped away the blood and replied perfunctorily, “It’s nothing. I just accidentally bit it.”

However, Linda smiled knowingly when she heard that. “Sage bit you, didn’t she?”

Ian narrowed his eyes when he thought of what had happened earlier. Sage had bitten both his lips and

his tongue. He had just checked. She had bitten him until he bled.

Sage was going all out now. She didn’t even falter in that situation.

“Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you regretting your recklessness? Girls are like that. You’ve got

to go along with what she wants. Only then she’ll be happy.”

Linda grumbled, “I’ve always told you to be nice to Sage, but you never listen! Now it’s come to a point

where Sage doesn’t want to be with you anymore! Yet you’re not even attempting to win her back.

Furthermore, you just keep upsetting her!”

Ian was still in a bad mood. “I’m not so sure she’s done with me. I think she has just changed her

tactics and has gotten craftier now.”

“You’re going to be the death of me, you rascal!” Linda exclaimed in frustration. “She’s almost at the

point of no return! Yet, here you are acting all high and mighty. You will regret this in the future! Don’t

come crying to me then!”

Ian was nowhere to be seen, and the housekeeper arrived right after Sage had showered and returned

downstairs. She crossed her legs and scrolled through her phone as the housekeeper cleaned the

kitchen and the house.

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He had always possessed formidable self–control. So why had he started to feel this inexplicable

desire to dominate Sage and reduce her to tears whenever he caught a whiff of her intoxicating scent

lately? Could it be that her perfume had an aphrodisiacal effect on

him?

“If you don’t move out of the way, I’ll kick you!” Sage threatened, attempting to sound composed. Ian

remained motionless.

“You sure have gone to great lengths just to impress me.” His voice was raspy as he scoffed. He then

released her and left the kitchen.

Sage was dumbfounded. What the hell? How could he spout such nonsense after he took advantage of

her? She should’ve bitten him harder earlier and shut him up for good!

The kitchen was a mess. There was flour and dough scattered all over the marble countertops and

floor.

Frustrated, Sage called Linda to complain. She told Linda that Ian had only made things worse by

ruining the ingredients for the mille crepe cake, which meant she couldn’t make it for her this morning.

Linda chided, “That little rascal doesn’t know how to do anything other than work and earn money.

Sage, you should ask him to do more when you’re free. That way, he won’t be a nuisance next time.”

Sage fell silent. There wouldn’t be a next time. She never wanted to cook with Ian again.

“It’s okay. You don’t need to redo it. I just had a sudden craving for it yesterday. I forgot that the doctor

told me to eat less sweets anyway,” Linda reassured with a smile.

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Sage wondered why Linda was in such a good mood despite the savory news.

After hanging up the phone, she looked at the messy kitchen and immediately arranged for a cleaner to

come and take care of it. It was such a shame that Wanda was off today.

A woman who treated herself as a housekeeper as well would only end up with endless chores. Sage

couldn’t be bothered to be a virtuous wife who did all the work herself. She would rather take a nice

bath and wash away the stench of that filthy man.

Meanwhile, Ian received a video call from his grandmother while he was in the study.

“Ian, what happened to your lips? It looks like it’s bleeding,” Linda asked, concerned.

Ian wiped away the blood and replied perfunctorily, “It’s nothing. I just accidentally bit it.”

However, Linda smiled knowingly when she heard that. “Sage bit you, didn’t she?”

Ian narrowed his eyes when he thought of what had happened earlier. Sage had bitten both his lips and

his tongue. He had just checked. She had bitten him until he bled.

Sage was going all out now. She didn’t even falter in that situation.

“Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you regretting your recklessness? Girls are like that. You’ve got

to go along with what she wants. Only then she’ll be happy.”

Linda grumbled, “I’ve always told you to be nice to Sage, but you never listen! Now it’s come to a point

where Sage doesn’t want to be with you anymore! Yet you’re not even attempting to win her back.

Furthermore, you just keep upsetting her!”

Ian was still in a bad mood. “I’m not so sure she’s done with me. I think she has just changed her

tactics and has gotten craftier now.”

“You’re going to be the death of me, you rascal!” Linda exclaimed in frustration. “She’s almost at the

point of no return! Yet, here you are acting all high and mighty. You will regret this in the future! Don’t

come crying to me then!”

Ian was nowhere to be seen, and the housekeeper arrived right after Sage had showered and returned

downstairs. She crossed her legs and scrolled through her phone as the housekeeper cleaned the

kitchen and the house.

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Donald had messaged her, asking if something had happened. Sage decided to call her grandfather

and tell him that the Stromberg family wanted to introduce a business deal to

them.

“I thought the Strombergs changed their line of work a few years ago. How could they introduce such a

good deal to us?” Donald asked.

“I’m not sure, but I’m worried Uncle Owen will want to go through with the deal once Uncle Lovell

finalizes it.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll talk to him and give him a heads–up.”

Even though her grandfather had said this, Sage was still a little uneasy. After all, business was

business. If there was nothing wrong with the contract, her uncle wouldn’t refuse to cooperate, and she

had no reason to stop him.

“Grandpa, have you a suitable candidate to fill the vice president role yet? Should I go to a headhunting

company to spread the word?” she asked.

He responded, “It’s not easy to find the right candidate. Plus, we don’t want your Uncle Owen to find

out about it, so that makes things even more difficult. Don’t you think he’ll find out if you go through a

headhunting company?”

Her grandfather had a point. Sage pondered momentarily and said, “I’ll reach out to them first. It’s not

like it’ll be easy for them to find someone anyway.”

After the housekeeper left, she spent several hours organizing the materials from Collin’s research

institute.

It was already past lunchtime when she sent the email to Shane, and she was a little hungry. Sage

stretched and got up to cook herself a simple plate of pasta.

Sage was about to call Priscilla to ask about Mimosa when she received a call from Shane. Sage was

a little surprised but answered the call nonetheless.

“Have you read through all those materials already?”

“Why would I need to read them?”

Shane teased, “You’re really something, Ms. Joyner.”