A Farewell After Being Reborn

Ivy’s eyes misted over when she heard his words. “Tan, I know you’re still upset about the photo I took last time. I admit I did have an ulterior motive when I took it. You’ve always said that the noodles I cooked taste better than anyone else’s, so I thought I’d take a picture and share it on my Twitter.

“But I noticed you’ve been keeping your distance from me lately. I thought you didn’t like me posting that picture, so I deleted it right away. I didn’t expect Sage to stumble upon it and save it. Ian, I know her all too well, and I couldn’t care less what she thinks of me. But I don’t want you to get the wrong impression… and I definitely do not want to lose our friendship.”

Ian couldn’t help but feel touched by her words. Hence, he lowered his voice and said, “Don’t overthink it. I didn’t misunderstand you. Sage brought it up yesterday, and I had no idea what was going on, so I figured it was better to ask you about it.” NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

“Okay.” Ivy dabbed her eyes with a tissue and let out a sigh. “I’m sorry you had to see that. I’m not usually this sentimental. I guess I’m just feeling out of sorts right now.”

“Mr. Holcomb!” Just then, Terry knocked on the door and walked in. He opened his mouth to say something but stopped mid–sentence when he noticed Ivy close.

to tears.

Ivy regained her composure and smiled gently. “It’s alright. Go ahead.”

Since it was related to Bolton Investment, Terry ignored her and reported to Ian, “I just got word that Bolton Investment plans to invest in Mimosa.”

Ian frowned as soon as he heard that. “When was this?”

“This morning. Shane Morrison went to Mimosa in person. Word has it that they’ve struck a preliminary deal with Ms. Davis.”

Ivy was dumbstruck. Why would Shane suddenly decide to invest in Mimosa? Did something happen?”

She had been out cold all night and had woken up to a whirlwind of tests,

hey’s eyes misted over when she heard his words. “Ian, I know you’re still upset about the photo I took last time, I admit I did have an ulterior motive when I took it. You’ve always said that the noodles I cooked taste better than anyone else’s, so I thought I’d take a picture and share it on my Twitter.

“But I noticed you’ve been keeping your distance from me lately. I thought you didn’t like me posting that picture, so I deleted it right away. I didn’t expect Sage to stumble upon it and save it. lan, I know her all too well, and I couldn’t care less. what she thinks of me. But I don’t want you to get the wrong impression… and I definitely do not want to lose our friendship.”

lan couldn’t help but feel touched by her words. Hence, he lowered his voice and said, “Don’t overthink it. I didn’t misunderstand you. Sage brought it up yesterday, and I had no idea what was going on, so I figured it was better to ask you about it.‘

“Okay.” Ivy dabbed her eyes with a tissue and let out a sigh. “I’m sorry you had to see that. I’m not usually this sentimental. I guess I’m just feeling out of sorts right now.”

“Mr. Holcomb!” Just then, Terry knocked on the door and walked in. He opened his mouth to say something but stopped mid–sentence when he noticed Ivy close

to tears.

Ivy regained her composure and smiled gently. “It’s alright. Go ahead.”

Since it was related to Bolton Investment, Terry ignored her and reported to lan, “I just got word that Bolton Investment plans to invest in Mimosa.”

Ian frowned as soon as he heard that. “When was this?”

“This morning. Shane Morrison went to Mimosa in person. Word has it that they’ve struck a preliminary deal with Ms. Davis.”

Ivy was dumbstruck. “Why would Shane suddenly decide to invest in Mimosa? Did something happen?”

She had been out cold all night and had woken up to a whirlwind of tests,

Injections, and medication. She was clueless as to what had transpired the night before.

Terry briefed her on Mimosa’s sudden spike in popularity overnight. Ivy froze as he explained what was happening. She tried to maintain her composure and reached for her phone, which was on the bedside table,

She nearly screamed when she scrolled through the various trending toples about Mimosa and Sage. Why were people glorifying the pictures of Sage getting drunk? Why weren’t the netizens focusing on her upcoming divorce?

All of a sudden, Ivy remembered seeing Priscilla at the party last night. Priscilla was in charge of Mimosa. Could all of this have been orchestrated by Sage?

Ian pursed his lips and said to Terry, “Let’s head back to the office.”

“I’ll go with you guys,” Ivy chimed in.

“No. You need to focus on recovering,” lan said before leaving the ward with

Terry.

Ivy couldn’t stop her heart from sinking as her head spun. She felt like throwing up. How did everything turn out so differently from what she imagined?

Shane brought Sage to a members–only restaurant. Even though it was just the two of them, they were placed in a VIP dining room that could accommodate. dozens more guests.

“After you, Ms. Joyner.” Shane stretched out his hand gallantly.

Sage thanked him and walked in. After they placed their orders, a waiter popped a bottle of Château Lafite Rothschild open and poured it for them.

Shane lazily picked up his wine glass and took a whiff before taking a sip. “You know, Ms. Joyner, I underestimated you. You’re actually very capable.”

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