A Farewell After Being Reborn

Ian’s expression darkened when he heard that. “Do you not want to apply the ointment because you want Grandma to notice something’s wrong?” Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Sage was rendered speechless. Forget it. She shouldn’t neglect her health. Besides, she could smell the ointment emanating from him. This meant that he had already applied it, so he was probably more experienced than Wanda in this regard.

Sage settled back into the chair and pulled her loungewear back a tad. “Please help me apply the ointment like this.”

Even though he seemed uninterested, there was no telling whether he would suddenly get in the mood. Hence, sitting was the safer option.

Ian didn’t seem to mind. He walked up to her and warmed the ointment in his hands before applying it to her shoulders.

Sage couldn’t help but wince in pain as his warm palm touched her wound. However, Ian applied steady pressure and massaged her shoulder. It hurt, but the cooling sensation of the ointment and the warmth of his hands made her feel oddly satisfied.

He massaged her shoulder for half an hour. Sage noticed she was sweating at the tip of her nose halfway through. Ian, who was doing all the work, was probably sweating even more,

Sage doubted Wanda would have been able to do it as well as Ian, so she temporarily set aside her animosity toward Ian.

After the massage, Ian left her room without another word, which surprised Sage a little. She couldn’t believe that the astute businessmen hadn’t made any demands of her.

Later that night, she sensed Ian slipping into the bed as she slept. Sage assumed he couldn’t be bothered to move to the guest room since there were only a few days left before they got divorced. Hence, she paid him no mind and continued to sleep soundly.

However, lan was nowhere to be found when Sage woke up the next day. She went downstairs to eat breakfast. In the middle of her meal, she received a call from Priscilla, asking her to

come over to Mimosa.

“Don’t you ever take a break, Priscilla?” Sage teased, “You sure are a workaholic.”

Mimosa’s business had been relatively stable recently, and Priscilla had been working hard. She had been spending most of her time at the company, and many had praised her for her dedication.

“It can’t be helped. Everything has just settled down, and I can’t afford to let my guard down. Priscilla smiled. “I called you over to give you an update on how things are going. After all,

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you’re a shareholder, so you should at least care about it a little.”

Sage smiled as well. “With you in charge, there’s nothing I have to worry about. I’m just waiting for Mimosa to get listed. Then, I’ll reap a huge profit from my Investment.”

“You deserve it. Mimosa might’ve caved under Benjamin’s pressure if I hadn’t been for you.” Priscilla paused before continuing, “By the way, Sage, I got word that Benjamin might be released soon.”

“Wasn’t he just detained not long ago? How could he be released so soon?” puzzled.

Sage asked,

Priscilla explained that Benjamin had been apprehended because he used improper means to acquire the operating rights of the distillery. However, the other party had admitted that he sold it to Benjamin at a low price voluntarily and that he wasn’t threatened.

“Doesn’t that sound like he’s been bribed?” Sage continued, “I mean, why else would someone come forward to exonerate Benjamin?”

“I have no idea,” Priscilla responded. “I was afraid he would come after you again when I heard he was about to be released, so I’m giving you a heads–up.”

Sage’s forehead creased. Ian mentioned last time that there was no evidence that Benjamin

had sent someone to threaten her. Even if it could be traced back to him, it was unlikely that Benjamin would be punished because his underlings hadn’t actually done anything to her.