A Relentless Pursuit for Love novel Chapter 11

Leaning back in her chair, Sage’s expression was ice cold.

“Karma always finds a way to hit back. Her lies and tricks will be exposed one day. She is a nobody, so why should I lower myself to expose her. She is not worth my time.”

Luther raised his brows and smiled devilishly, “But you’ve loved Jace for such a long time. Are you really sure that you’re okay with the fact that he chose that trash over you?”

“I mean, what can I do if he wants to collect trash?”

Sage sounded like she no longer cared. “Luther, I’m tired,” she said.

She ended the video call, got up from her chair, and walked toward the window.

Night had fallen in Salem City. Nights here had always been colorful and exciting. However, after three years in Nadeem City, Sage only felt loneliness at night.

She did not feel lonely because of the long stretches of time she had to spend alone in their house. She was lonely because the person she had been in love with had treated her as nothing more than a stranger. She was lonely because he had treated her with coldness and indifference, and that, is what pained her.

Staring at the black screen in front of him, Luther got all worked up at the thought of Sage’s dismayed expression.

He powered off his laptop and reached for his phone. Hitting WhutsApp, he sent a message in the group chat ‘Protectors of Sage’. [Sage is being bullied. Are you guys on board with getting revenge for her?]

Luther’s second brother replied: [Who dares bully our Sage? I’ll make sure that he’s sorry!]

Luther’s third brother texted: [I thought she has already gotten a divorce? Aside from Jace, who else is able to bully our feisty little Sage? Or could it be that after three years of staying sweet and tame, she’s finally lost her feistiness?]

Luther’s fourth brother added: [Are you sure you’ll be okay after Sage reads your message?]

Luther’s third brother texted: [Hahaha.]

Luther’s eldest brother replied: [Name?]

Luther smirked. He knew that his plan was going to work as his eldest brother was on board with the idea.

He quickly briefed his brothers on the events that had transpired before he outlined his proposal. The brothers went back and forth before they finally gained the approval of their eldest brother.

“Woohoo, all is done,” exclaimed Luther as he snapped his fingers. He then quickly changed the name of the group chat to ‘Battle Against the Mistress’.

The other WhutsApp group chat with Sage, on the other hand, was terrifying quiet, and peaceful. It was the calm before the storm.

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After an entire day of work, Sage was exhausted and had nearly fallen asleep in the car.

The living room was clean and tidy by the time she got home. Zamora had the maids clean and tidy the house. Sage was happy to see the house restored to its former state. “Thank you for all your hard work. Please, make sure to collect your pay from Zamora.”

“Thank you, ma’am.”

Zamora, the house butler, was forty. She was dressed neatly and professionally, reflecting her meticulousness and professionalism. Zamora walked up to Sage and said, “Ma’am, Yeva is still locked in her room.”

“Okay,” Sage replied and added, “Get me a few slices of bread. I’ll go check on her.”

She had a long day at work, and now, she had to educate a child when she got home. She noted how it was not easy being the elder one.

Zamora unlocked the door with her key. The door had been locked from the outside. Sage took the plate of bread from her hands and said, “You may leave now.”

Looking worried, Zamora uttered, “Ma’am…”

“Don’t worry. She won’t be able to hurt me.”

Sage entered the room. Yeva was still sitting on the carpet. She had lain her head o the bed. Yeva was salivating, and it looked as if she were dreaming about food. As soon as she heard movements, Yeva woke up and stared blankly at Sage.