Chapter 91

“You really are cheeky.” Donald poked Sage in the forehead. “I’d never have thought you’d be that wary

of your own uncle.”

Sage could never trust Owen. After all, he had replaced the entire senior management in the company

with his own subordinates.

It wasn’t as though Donald was ignorant of Owen’s antics. He was just playing dumb the whole time.

Sage giggled daintily before admitting the truth.

“I’m wary of everyone but you, Grandpa. By the way, Layla seems interested in traveling abroad. Why

not suggest to Uncle Owen about letting her study in a university abroad for two years?”

Sage didn’t bring up her meeting with Layla. “She keeps failing her subjects, after all. Maybe she might

be able to study well in a new university.”

As long as Layla was abroad, Henry wouldn’t be able to pester her. Perhaps she’d be able to escape

from her tragic fate in Sage’s past life.

Donald replied, “I did mention that to Susan last time. Unfortunately, she refused to let Layla study

abroad because she was her only daughter. I think she’s scouting out a romantic prospect for Layla

right now.”

Susan was extremely protective of Layla. There was no way she’d listen to Donald’s suggestion. That

meant Sage had to think of another idea.

Once they were done with the walk, Sage spent some time massaging Donald’s shoulders. Only when

Donald retreated to his room for the night did she return to the workshop.

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After a few more hours, Sage was finally done with her work for the night. She used various essences,

such as rock orchids and blood orange, to create a type of incense based preferences and current

condition.

It was meant to calm her nerves and help with her sleep quality.

When Sage recalled Terry saying that the incense had worked on his mother, she spent some time

producing more.

She was exhausted by the time she finished her work. After returning to her room, she fell asleep right

away the moment her head hit the pillow.

It was already late morning when Sage stirred awake. She stretched lazily, thinking that her childhood

bed was the most comfortable thing ever.

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It was then she decided that she didn’t want to do anything for one full month once her divorce with lan

was official. All she wanted to do was stay at home during that period.

The thought of lazing around at home and spending all of her time with Donald pleased her to

no end.

Once Sage finished washing up, she headed downstairs right away without combing her hair due to

laziness. The first thing she heard was Donald’s hearty laughter coming from the

courtyard.

She couldn’t help but wonder what on earth made Donald so happy.

After reaching the courtyard, Sage found out that Donald had been teaching Ian and Terry some basic

exercises suited for elderly and unfit people.

“Now, pay attention to me. You should do this.”

Both Ian and Terry were clad in dress shirts and slacks. They looked serious while attempting to follow

Donald’s lead. Anyone would’ve found the scene amusing.

“Pfft!” Sage couldn’t help but giggle.

Ian turned to look at her, his expression freezing momentarily. Then, he shot her a warning glance

before standing up straight.

Meanwhile, Terry greeted Sage politely, “Good morning, Mrs. Holcomb.”

“Mr. Zane, I’ve made another batch of incense. I’ll have someone give it to you later.”

“Okay. Thank you, Mrs. Holcomb.”

“Ah, Sage. You’re awake. Ian’s been here for a while now,” Donald said with a smile. “Ian, you should

accompany Sage to breakfast. Terry, let’s continue exercising.”

Sage wanted to turn Donald’s offer down, but she didn’t want to appear ungrateful. Hence, she

returned to the residence and had a housekeeper deliver the incense to Terry.

Soon, Ian walked into the house.

Sage frowned as she gazed at him, noting the way he towered over her. “Why are you here?”

Ian’s expression was as cool as ever. “I’m attending a governmental meeting later, which is held in a

nearby area. That’s why I dropped by to visit Grandpa.”

Sage didn’t think much about Jan’s reason. At least that man cared enough to visit Donald.

For some reason, Ian felt a little relieved when he noticed the pleased look on Sage’s face.

At that moment, Sage didn’t put on her makeup, nor did she do her hair. In fact, she was still wearing

her oversized pajamas. Right now, she looked lazy yet enchanting.

Her doe–like eyes held an animated sparkle. Ian felt like kissing her all of a sudden. He stared at her

before asking in a low tone, “Sage, were you angry at me yesterday?”