Chapter 43

Besides, Ian had removed his suit jacket, and a few buttons on his shirt were

undone. With his sleeves rolled up, his fair skin and well–defined arm muscles

were exposed.

Sage promptly stopped herself from staring. She couldn’t afford to be infatuated with his attractiveness

again.

Shooting him a cold look, she grumbled, “What are you standing here for? You gave me a fright!”

Ian wasn’t angry. Instead, his tone was gentle as he replied, “Weren’t you seeing Grandma off? Why

did you come here? I’ve looked everywhere for you…”

Based on his words and expression, Sage confirmed that Ian had had a bit too

much to drink.

His usual image was one of swift decisiveness, even in situations like this where he seemed a bit slow

in reacting. Moreover, he wouldn’t normally say something as silly as having looked for her everywhere.

There was once in her previous life that Ian had gotten drunk as well. However, he had only slept it off

upon getting home instead of making such a fuss.

At the thought of this, Sage eased up a bit. But just to be sure, she called Terry to help arrange for

someone to pick them up.

“Alright, Mrs. Holcomb,” Terry responded before hanging up.

“You still haven’t told me why you’re here.” Ian held her arm and insisted on an

answer.

Tiana had warned Sage about how scary people could become when drunk. So, she didn’t argue with

Ian in that state and simply said, “I was just bored and took

a walk.”

“Why are you bored?” Ian’s slightly intoxicated gaze was fixed on her, and his

expression was serious.

Sage thought that if she recorded Ian’s silly and cute behavior right now, she

could probably extort a billion from him.

At her silence, lan unexpectedly reached out and pulled her into an embrace.” Why aren’t you talking?”

“Ian, let me go!” Sage demanded as she tried to break free.

But lan held her tighter. He felt displeased. “You’re being rude. How come you’re not calling me ‘Tany‘

now? Let me hear it.”

Sage was momentarily stunned, then found it somewhat funny and poignant at the same time.

Eventually, she lost her temper. “Tan, do you think it’s fun to act crazy after drinking?”

Sage forcefully pushed him away and added, “Or do you feel uneasy because I haven’t been chasing

after you every day lately?”

Call him “lany“? Like hell! He never cared when she used to call him that all the time. In fact, he would

frown so deeply as if he found it incredibly distasteful!

So how dare he ask her to call him that now?

Ian stumbled back a few steps as Sage pushed him. His eyes cleared slightly, but

there was still a hint of drunkenness.

Seeing Sage’s angry expression, Ian felt more annoyed.

He wasn’t completely drunk, but he was definitely not sober either. He couldn’t believe he had actually

listened to Calvin’s terrible advice.

According to Calvin, the best way to deal with girls was to pamper them as they would become cuter

and more charming. When pampering, he must speak softly,

be gentle, and hold their hands or touch their shoulders occasionally. Ultimately, any girl who liked him

wouldn’t be able to resist!

And so, Ian had softened his tone, acted extra gentle, and even wrapped his arms

around Sage’s waist despite her resistance. Yet, it was completely useless.

Conversely, Sage was even angrier than before!

Ian’s head was starting to ache. He rubbed his temples and tried to stay upright

IS BONUS

as he stepped forward.

After a few steps, he looked back at Sage. He said slowly and indifferently, “Are you planning to stand

there all night?”