A Farewell After Being Reborn

Shane burst into laughter when he heard that, and the woman shot daggers at Sage. “Will you shut up? You’re just a driver. Oh, I get it. You think you can use your looks to get close to Mr. Morrison as his chauffeur. How naive of you!”

“How did you manage to attract someone with such a loose screw?” Sage asked

Shane in the back seat.

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The woman was about to retort, but Shane cut her off impatiently, “Roll up the

windows and drive.”

Sage immediately rolled up the window and stepped on the gas. The woman almost fell over. Then, she shouted as they sped away, “What about your car, Mr. Morrison? At the very least, give me your contact information!”

“Mr. Morrison, you sure have a lot of admirers,” Sage remarked as she looked at the woman, who was trying to chase after them.

Shane rolled his eyes. “Does that mean you’re my admirer too? After all, you crashed into my car as well

No, that was an accident.”

Sage finally figured out why Shane’s chauffeur was so good at dealing with traffic accidents. It turns out plenty of people were attempting to get close to Shane in this way.

“Y’know, you should stop driving such a flashy car in the future. You’ll save yourself a lot of hassle by maintaining a low profile. I’m sure the repairs cost a pretty penny since you’re always getting into accidents,” she advised.

“Why should I give up on what I enjoy because of what others do?” He snorted and pulled out his phone to call his subordinate. He then asked them to retrieve the surveillance footage and deal with the accident.

Sage thought he was just going to chalk it up to bad luck. Yet, it seemed like he just didn’t want to waste his own time.

However, Sage agreed with his point of view. One’s happiness should be one’s top priority. In the past, she didn’t understand this, and it made her life miserable.

Half an hour later, Sage pulled up at the private restaurant Shane had directed her to. Even though it wasn’t grand, it was still massive. The courtyard was full of flowers, plants, and fruit trees. It even had pebbled paths and a pond teeming with colorful fish.

The lampposts illuminated the surroundings as night fell. Both of them walked into the restaurant and were greeted by a waiter who asked about their

reservation.

Sage assumed Shane had already made a reservation and only needed the dining room number. But surprisingly, Shane answered, “No.”

“My apologies, but all the private dining rooms are booked tonight. If you don’t mind, you can sit in the main hall,” suggested the waiter.

Shane, who was usually picky, agreed readily. “Sure.”

The waiter led them to the main hall. Even though the hall was adorned with antique décor, Sage couldn’t help but feel like it wasn’t suitable for business negotiations.

Shane, on the other hand, plopped down on a wooden chair. “It’s alright. It’s not us who’ll be doing all the talking.”

“What exactly are you up to, Mr. Morrison? Weren’t we supposed to be looking into a new project? Is this a secret inspection?”

He grinned when he heard that. “Sure, you could say that.”

Sage had a feeling that Shane was up to something that day. He seemed to be plotting something devious. Her gut told her to stay out of it. “Mr. Morrison, I’ll leave you to it. I forgot I promised my coach that I’d go to the gym today. Please

excuse me.”

“Where do you think you’re going?” Shane raised his head and said

domineeringly, “I’m sure it’s not that important if you can forget about it so easily. Sit down and order.”