Chapter 76

What kind of man was Ian? He wouldn’t listen to Sage, nor would he ever apologize to Shane. It was

basically a fever dream.

“If that’s the case, then the bet is off,” Shane said lazily. “But I’m not an unreasonable man. You were

sincere, so you don’t have to finish all this wine today. You can do something else instead.”

Sage looked at him. “What is it?”

Shane said, “A woman will come by later. Help me get rid of her.”

Sage thought she’d misheard. “Get rid of a woman? What kind of woman?”

Shane didn’t hide his irritation whatsoever. “An annoying, clingy woman whom I can’t chase away.

Sage guessed that this woman’s relationship with Shane was no ordinary one based on his

reaction.

Shane must have been unable to get rid of her because of some family reasons, so he was using Sage

to get rid of her.

If it were just some ordinary woman, Shane would’ve already made her cower with that temperament of

his. He wouldn’t have gone to this length just to find Sage in the first place.

“What an interesting way of doing things, Mr. Morrison. How could I get rid of someone based on my

current identity? It wouldn’t be appropriate even if I pretended to be a woman who likes you,” Sage

said.

Shane said nonchalantly, “That’s your problem, not mine. You can either get her out of here, and I’ll

pretend what happened last time never happened, or you can finish this bottle of wine and compensate

me for my mental turmoil.”

He added deviously, “Don’t expect Ian to come rescue you. I’ve been fooled once before, so I won’t be

fooled again. I can guarantee you he won’t get the least bit of advantage even if he

comes here.”

Of course Sage knew Shane had everything prepared. Ian was outstation for work, too, so there was

no way he would be able to rush back in time.

Sage asked earnestly, “Why do you need me for this kind of thing, Mr. Morrison? A lot more people are

far suited for this than I am.”

“No. No one is more suitable than you,” Shane said. He then explained patiently, “One, your looks are

very convincing. Two, you won’t take advantage of this to cling to me. Three, you owe me. Four, I’m

happy to have you do this.”

Sage didn’t respond. Now she understood why Shane made her come here.

Putting pressure on Sage was far easier an alternative to vent his anger out than something as violent

as abduction.

“Mr. Morrison, Ms. Rosewood is here.” The secretary’s voice rang out from the intercoms on the desk.

Sage swiftly reached into her handbag and grasped her phone.

“Got it.” Shane ended the call line.

Sage quietly pulled her hand out.

“I’ll leave the rest up to you, Ms. Joyner.” Shane didn’t notice Sage’s movements at all. He beamed

widely. “Don’t worry. I’m a man of my word. I’ll let go of what happened before as long as you can get

rid of her.”

Sage said in a louder tone, “I really can’t do this sort of thing, Mr. Morrison. If we get into a fight in your

office, it would badly affect you,

you, wouldn’t it?‘

Shane said, “Don’t worry. You can compensate for whatever you break here in the office.”

Sage remained silent.

Just then, there was some noise from outside Shane’s office door. A woman in her 20 walked in,

dressed exquisitely.

“Shanie.” Her sweet voice rang out the moment she walked through the door.

But after seeing Sage, the smile on her face fell. She asked Shane, “Who is she?”