A Farewell After Being Reborn

Chapter 12

Shane’s car had crashed into a divider on the road. The car looked like it had been totaled. It definitely looked worse than Ian’s car.

Just then, the siren of an ambulance rang out. Soon, doctors carried Shane out of his car. “There aren’t any obvious external injuries or broken bones. Initial diagnosis is that he was knocked unconscious by the deployment of the airbag…”

Sage couldn’t help sagging in relief at the diagnosis. At the same time, she wondered how deep a grudge Ian and Shane held against each other. Was it worth putting their lives on the line just because they were on opposing sides in the business world?

When Ian and Sage left the police station, it was already nighttime. They heard that Shane had already regained consciousness and was fine. He only had a slight concussion from hitting his head against the wheel. He had to spend a few days in the hospital recuperating.

Neither he nor Ian insisted on making the other party pay for the accident. They both made it clear that they would bear their respective

responsibilities.

The road where the accident had happened was wide, and there hadn’t been many cars. No other cars were involved in the collision, so the police didn’t press the matter.

Sage wanted to ask about the bad blood between Ian and Shane, but the icy look on Ian’s face told her it was better not to let her curiosity get the better

of her.

Terry drove the car over to them. Sage said, “I won’t delay you from

heading back to the company, then. I’ll take a cab home.”

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lan was always busy and rarely went home. Seeing as they’d gotten in so

time for anything other than work. Sage thought she was being considerate, but Ian only gave her

you think you’ve caused enough trouble recently? What else are you plotting?”

“What have

realized what he meant. “I was being serious about the

know you? Did you tell him who you were immediately upon meeting him?”

her anyway. Sage didn’t want to waste her breath. “Look, it’s my fault for troubling you today. You don’t

you want a

take you both home so

got into the front passenger seat. Ian didn’t budge. Terry took in the stormy look on his face and decided to pretend he couldn’t see or hear anything. He was only a regular assistant. He wasn’t capable of handling such a complicated

Ian still got into the car. The frostiness he exuded made the temperature in the car drop a few degrees. As Terry drove, he couldn’t help thinking that if

to chat

Holcomb, my mother loves the essential oil you gave

has improved a

and gifts so that she could know more about Ian. Terry generally

oil that she’d made to help with sleep loss was

day so you

mother.”

Mrs. Holcomb.”

staff. And you expect me to believe you’re serious about

not. There’s one thing you don’t need to worry about, though–you’re the only person

spluttered with rage. “I

of the car. She strode