Chapter 42

To avoid dampening Linda’s spirits, Sage did as instructed,

Before reaching the spot, she was captivated by a blooming orchid by the side. She bent down and

sniffed it. The wonderful fragrance caused her features to relax instantly, and a gentle smile graced her

lips.

Sunlight shone on Sage’s delicate face as she leaned toward the pristine orchid.

Ian couldn’t decide whether the flower or the woman was more beautiful. Almost

instinctively, he captured the scene with his phone.

After an afternoon of leisure activities, the dinner banquet finally commenced.

The family of 20 gathered around a table, which created a harmonious

atmosphere.

Linda and Aiden Holcomb, Ian’s great uncle, were not as energetic compared to

the middle–aged and young people present. Thus, they ended up leaving early.

Ian found himself surrounded by his uncles, while Sage assisted Linda and saw

her off.

As she watched the car disappear into the distance, Sage decided against returning to feign affection

with Ian and wandered around the surroundings

instead.

As dusk settled, colorful lights illuminated the garden and created a unique

ambiance. Sage strolled toward a secluded area near a small forest. It was quieter than the front, and

two guards stood outside a private room.

Sage tactfully halted her steps. When she was heading back to where she came from, she noticed a

slim man leading a group of young girls to the private room.

The man sternly warned, “Be mindful when serving our distinguished guest later. Or else, you’ll have to

face the consequences!”

One of the girls with an attractive figure cautiously said, “I’m not feeling well today. Can I skip drinking?”

“Nonsense! It’s just drinking! Where do you think the money came from for you

to afford such an expensive phone and clothes? Keep Mr. Xenith happy, and your prosperous days will

follow!”

Upon hearing the name “Mr. Xenith,” Sage instinctively glanced toward the

private room they entered. The door happened to open at that moment. It revealed three men

respectfully toasting the slightly chubby man occupying the main seat.

The latter looked familiar; Sage had seen his photos quite a few times recently. He was none other

than Benjamin, the manager of Mimosa.

After the slim man led the girls into the private room, the one with the best figure was pushed to sit on

Benjamin’s lap. “Hurry and greet Mr. Xenith!”

“Mr. Xenith,” the girl nestled in Benjamin’s arms coquettishly called.

“Hello, my little princess. I haven’t seen you in a few days, and you’ve become even more beautiful. Do

you miss me?” Benjamin said before kissing the girl on

the face.

The others at the table seemed accustomed to such behavior. They erupted into laughter and cheers.

As the door closed, Sage was in utter shock.

Benjamin was well–known for his enthusiasm for charity and his deep love for his wife. So, why would

he engage in such lewd behavior with a young girl?

Moreover, judging from his actions, it appeared that this wasn’t the first time.

“Who’s out there?” Suddenly, one of the guards outside the private room shouted.

Not daring to linger, Sage quickly left. She hurried back to the garden. She looked back but saw that no

one was chasing her. Only then did she breathe a sigh of

relief.

Just as she turned around, she collided forcefully with a solid chest.

Sage was both startled and in pain. She instinctively covered her nose with a hiss.

“Are

you okay?” Ian asked while attempting to inspect her nose for any injuries.

Cautiously, Sage took a step back.

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Ian had probably had a bit to drink, as his handsome face was slightly flushed. His dark eyes glinted.

They looked oddly alluring in the dimly lit night.