Chapter 92

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. da’s 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. M

+15 BONUS 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?”