Chapter 74
A Farewell After Being Reborn
Sage stopped smiling. âWho said I was waiting for him? I just came downstairs to drink some water.â
âMr. Holcomb called to tell me he wonât be back tonight. Heâs out for work,â Wanda said as if she knew
what was going on.
She urged, âMrs. Holcomb, Mr. Holcomb actually called me because he was worried you wouldnât pick
up
if he called you. Heâs actually reporting his whereabouts to you.
âItâs a good thing that Mr. Holcomb is moving back to the master bedroom. Why donât you stop being
mad at him and put his belongings back in the master bedroom?â
Sage replied, âWhy donât you clear out the guest bedroom for me, and Iâll let lan have the master
bedroom
to himself?â
That left Wanda speechless.
Sage went back to her room with a glass of water and texted Michael. âHelp me thank that friend of
yours. Iâll treat both of you to lunch next time.â
Michael replied, âYouâre welcome. It was no big deal,â
He never once asked Sage what happened nor why she wanted to tamper with the CCTVs. This
respect Michael showed her improved her impression of him.
Sage went to find Priscilla the next day to express her desire to invest one hundred million dollars into
Priscillaâs company first in order to get things running. It was better to deal with this pressing matter
now
and leave the rest for later.
Priscilla was extremely grateful and insisted on selling some of her companyâs shares to Sage. She
even got a lawyer to draft the agreement on the spot.
âIâm really grateful for your help, Sage. Donât you dare refuse these shares! You deserve them!â
Sage knew Priscilla was being sincere, so she didnât reject further. She refused Priscillaâs lunch
invitation
and left Mimosa.
Not long into her drive, the car sensors indicated that her tiresâ air pressure was low.
The moment Sage got out of the car to check the tires out, two men in suits and shades walked over to
her. It seemed like they had been following her car and that the tiresâ condition was no accident.
Did they mess up her car tires on purpose?
Sage felt unsafe. She was about to call the police when one of the men said, âMr. Morrison would like
to see you, Ms. Joyner.â
Sage sighed in relief upon hearing that name. At least it wasnât some other culprit.
But Sage couldnât let her guard down too much. Shane was no easy foe, especially after the
unpleasant
incident last time at the bar.
Sage knew she had no chance of escaping with these two men present, so she cooperated with them.
Whereâs Mr. Morrison? Iâll come with you.â
Sage got into their car and did her best to stay calm throughout the ride. She neither made a sound nor
did any sudden movements.
The car soon stopped outside of a grand building. Sage was surprised to see the logo âFarsight
Investment outside..
She thought Shane wouldâve taken her to some abandoned house or remote forest area, beat her up,
and
left her to die.
But here she was at his office headquarters.
Sage was soon taken up to Shaneâs office. Unlike lanâs office, Shaneâs had a theme of pleasure and
comfort.
Not only was there a coffee and bar lounge in Shaneâs office, but there was even a mini golf course
alongside some other gaming equipment. The furnishings were lavish, too.
Sage felt like this was more an entertainment room than an office.
âMs. Joyner is here, Mr. Morrison,â one of the bodyguards said respectfully after,knocking on the door.
Shane kicked off the tall pile of documents on his desk with a clatter, revealing his handsome face.