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

probably didn’t have time for anything other than work. Sage thought she was being considerate, but Ian only gave her an icy look in response.

enough trouble recently? What else are you plotting?”

“What have

meant. “I was being serious about the divorce!

Did you tell him who you were immediately

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

“Do you want a repeat of

both home so you can get some rest?”

on his face and decided to pretend he couldn’t see or hear anything. He was

few degrees. As Terry drove, he couldn’t help

decided to chat with

Holcomb, my mother loves the essential oil you gave

has improved a

had often given Ian’s assistants little trinkets and gifts so that she could know

help with sleep loss

one day so you can

mother.”

Mrs. Holcomb.”

up to my staff. And you expect

it or not. There’s one thing you don’t need to worry about,

with rage. “I couldn’t care less about that!”

first to get out of the