A Farewell After Being Reborn

Come home? As if Solaris Estate were her real home. Sage sneered inwardly in response to lan's pointless questions and left without saying a word.

Wanda hurried out of the kitchen and called out, "Mrs. Holcomb, where are you going? You haven't had breakfast yet!"

“I'm in a rush, so I'm skipping it," Sage said before walking out the door. Her shoulder wasn't fully healed yet, and her left hand was injured, so driving wasn't an option. Sage pulled out her phone to book a ride instead.

To her surprise, lan came out and said, "I'll take you to your grandfather's place.”

"No"

“I'l pay him a visit and bring him some things as well," lan interjected with a reason she couldn't refuse. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Just then, Terry brought out several boxes of expensive supplement gift sets, while Wanda brought her two lunch boxes. "Mrs. Holcomb, you can't skip breakfast even if you're in a hurry. Here are some pastries that you can eat in the car.”

Then, the driver pulled up in front of them. Sage accepted Wanda's lunch boxes, hopped into the backseat, and let Terry load the gifts and her suitcase into the trunk.

Soon, the group left Solaris Estate. It was pin-drop silent in the car, and the atmosphere was a little eerie. The driver was focused on the road, so he could remain silent. Terry, on the other hand, had nothing to do. He regretted hopping into the car. After all, his boss had only asked him to retrieve some gifts from the locker. He hadn't asked Terry to accompany them to the Joyner residence.

Why didn't he just load the truck and find an excuse to leave? Now, he was stuck in this uncomfortable silence.

Terry could tell from the look of things that Sage never took the initiative to start a conversation. His boss seemed to be lost in thought as well. He had no choice but to break the silence. Hence, he reminded Sage, "Mrs. Holcomb, your breakfast will get cold if you don't eat it soon." Sage responded apathetically, "I'm not hungry right now. I'll eat later when we get to my grandfather's place."

"Why aren't you eating on time when you're anemic?" lan chided. Terry breathed a sigh of relief, glad that his boss had finally spoken. “That's right, Mrs. Holcomb. Mr. Holcomb specifically asked Wanda to prepare these pastries for you. Please have some," he chimed in. Sage lost her appetite when she heard that. “I just don't feel like eating anything right now," she said before she set the lunch box aside.

Crap. It seemed like he had said the wrong thing. Terry hastily zipped his mouth. He decided to let them handle their own conflicts. After all, he couldn't help them. His boss would glare at him if he said too much. "It's so difficult to be a man. It was even more difficult to be a dependable assistant," he brooded.

lan could tell Sage was impatient from her tone, so he held himself back and didn't attempt to persuade her any further. Instead, he asked, "Why are you suddenly accompanying your grandfather out of town?" Sage responded apathetically, "Grandpa's getting old. I don't feel comfortable letting him go to another city alone."

"How long will you be away for?"

"I'm not sure.”

lan took a deep breath and said, "Why did you leave on your own last night? Didn't Terry tell you that he'd be waiting for you downstairs?" Sage shrugged. "lI wasn't paying attention and went the wrong way. I couldn't be bothered to tum around."

"Why didn't you go back to Greenfield Resort?" he inquired.

Sage wasn't in the mood to answer any more of his questions.

lan frowned. "Regardless of whether you had anything to do with what happened to Ivy last night, you can't just leave after you kicked Uncle Ron and caused him to injure his back."

Terry's head started buzzing as soon as he heard that. Oh no! Things were just going to get worse after his boss said that. Sure enough, Sage was furious upon hearing lan's words.