A Farewell After Being Reborn novel (Sage and Ian) novel Chapter 18

Chapter 18 

When Ian got downstairs, Sage was already nowhere in sight. 

“Mr. Holcomb, Mrs. Holcomb hailed a cab and left on her own,” the driver said tentatively. 

Ian pursed his lips. He had the driver take him back to Solaris Estate. When he arrived, he saw Sage’s shoes strewn haphazardly on the floor. He went upstairs. 

Sage’s door was shut. There wasn’t so much as a sound coming from inside. Ian lingered outside for a while but eventually decided against knocking on 

the door. 

The following morning, Ian went downstairs after finishing his morning workout. Wanda was serving breakfast. He sat by the dining table and glanced upstairs. “Wake her up for breakfast.” 

Wanda said politely, “Mrs. Holcomb already left the house, Mr. Holcomb.” 

Left? He’d deliberately given her some time to calm down last night, only intending to ask her about what had happened in the morning. Yet she’d already left the house? 

“Where has she gone?” 

Wanda shook her head. “I’m not sure. She didn’t say anything. She didn’t even have breakfast; it looked like she had something important to do.” 

Ian frowned. “Got it. You can get back to work.” 

Wanda went to the kitchen. Ian called Terry. “Find out what happened at 

Ivy’s apartment last night.” 

Sage had been too out of the ordinary last night. She’d been reluctant to apologize, but at least she’d agreed to do it. Everything had been fine before she’d headed upstairs. Why did it seem like she’d been overflowing with 

hatred for Ivy as soon as they’d met each other? 

Ian had no doubt that if he hadn’t gotten there when he had, Sage would’ve killed Ivy. What could’ve caused her to react so aggressively? 

Sage took a cab to the hospital Shane was at. She arrived at his hospital room after finding out which room he was in. 

Shane was in a VIP room. Not only was there a bedroom and several people to care for him, but there was also a living room with a huge TV in it. There was even a water dispenser and a leather couch. It was as luxurious as a 

hotel’s suite. 

When Sage knocked on the door, the carer had just finished checking Shane’s blood pressure. 

“My, my. That was fast, Mrs. Holcomb!” Shane smiled with interest when he saw her. “What made you think of visiting me?” 

Sage placed the bouquet of lilies she’d bought on the coffee table. “It’s partly because of me that you’re injured, and I felt bad. That’s why I 

dropped by to see how your recovery was going.” 

Shane clucked his tongue. “You and your husband are an interesting match. Your husband sent you to visit me after getting me into an accident.” 

The carer left the room after getting Sage a glass of water. Sage sat on the couch beside Shane’s. She smiled and said, “No one sent me here. I came 

here of my own volition.” 

Shane raised an eyebrow but didn’t seem too surprised. “I doubt you’re not here just to visit a patient, Mrs. Holcomb.” 

It was so easy to talk to smart people. Sage didn’t beat around the bush. “I do have something to ask you about.” 

“Oh? Don’t tell 

“Something like that.” Sage smiled and took a sip of water. “You asked me whether you or Ian would win the bet, right?” 

Shane’s expression became interested. 

Sage continued, “I think you’ll win because your lady luck is here.” 

He narrowed his eyes at her. “My lady luck is here? Could you be talking about yourself?” 

“Yeah.” Sage smiled. “I can help you score the deal with Mimosa.” 

Shane let out a devilish laugh but didn’t say whether he believed her. “What are your conditions, Mrs. Holcomb?” 

As expected of a businessman. She’d only just gotten started, but he was already asking her what she wanted. Sage said, “I want to join Farsight 

Investment as your partner. 

“Aside from Mimosa, I’ll bring with me 100 million dollars in capital. I can also guarantee to bring in at least two revenue–making projects per year.”