Chapter 20
Sage checked her inbox to see some replies from thepanies she’d submitted her résumé to
earlier. She’d gotten her stockbroking license back in her college days, so most investmentpanies
were more inclined to hire her.
Two of them had sent her invitations for interviews, and two others had outright offered her jobs. It was
just that herck of experience would mean she would get paid lesspared to other licensed
investors.
Sage sent all of thesepanies short, simple thank–you messages. Her initial n had been to go
back to what she knew and get a job in investing. But now that she’d decided to work with Shane, she
couldn’t go anywhere else for the time being.
After replying to all her emails, Sage started going through the information on Mimosa. It was a winery
that had expanded rtively rapidly in recent years. Its main selling point was that it had a long history
and skilled employees who were equivalent to national treasures. This had helped it gain fame.
Sage remembered that in her previous life, Mimosa’s stock price had skyrocketed after bing a
publicly listedpany through private equity. It had also helped Bolton Investment earn a huge sum.
Naturally, manypanies would want to invest in good businesses. Shane’spany wasn’t half
bad, but it was still no match for Hob Corporation. Sage figured that he’d probably tried to win the
bid for Mimosa but had lost to Hob Corporation.
At the time, Sage had been thoroughly focused on Ian. She hadn’t paid attention to anyone else other
than him. Now, if she wanted to win the Mimosa project, she had to offer a price that was better than
Bolton Investment’s but still within Mimosa’s value.
In her previous life, every media outlet had fallen over itself to report on Mimosa after it became
publicly listed. Sage remembered that there’d been reports on Bolton’s investment capital and share
ratio.
She had to take those reports with a grain of salt, though–they may not necessarily have been totally
urate. She could only use them as reference points. Ultimately, she still had to analyze the situation
ande up with a strategy that matched what she could see.
With that thought in mind, Sage focused her attention on analyzing the information
she had.
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That evening, Ian returned to Sris Estate. Wanda was surprised to see him. “You’re back, Mr.
Hob! Dinner will be ready in just a second.”
She couldn’t help thinking that Ian wasing back more often these days. In the past, he would only
return home two or three days a week. If he had to go on business trips, he wouldn’t evene home.
But he’d been home for a few days in a row this week- and he was returning earlier each day.
Ian nced upstairs. “Is Sage back?”
Wanda nodded. “Mrs. Hob came home very early today. She’s been cooped up upstairs, though.”
Ian went upstairs. Sage’s bedroom door was slightly ajar. He could hear her typing away at her
computer.
He cleared his throat. The typing stopped abruptly and was followed by the sound of footstepsing
toward the door.
Ian straightened up. He prepared himself for Sage’s usual way of weing him home
she would open the door excitedly and ask him why he was home so early. Yet all Sage did was shut
the door in his face. She even locked it!
“Sage Joyner!” Ian couldn’t help barking. Sage ignored him, though.
Ian felt his blood pressure rise as he stood there for a few seconds, waiting for her to respond. When
she didn’t, he turned and flounced off to the study.
He stayed in there for half an hour; Sage didn’te out of her room at all, let alone bring some fruits
and tea to him while asking him this and that.
Suddenly, the atmosphere in the study felt smothering. Ian went downstairs instead.
“Are you going out, Mr. Hob? Dinner’s ready, though,” Wanda said.
Ian didn’t say anything. He sat down at the dining table, looking murderous. Wanda continued in a
small voice, “I’ll go get Mrs. Hob.”
Shortly after, Sage, dressed in loungewear, came downstairs with Wanda by her side. She seemed to
be in a good mood as she chatted andughed with Wanda.
Seeing her like this only made Ian’s blood pressure rise again. He thought she was still stuck in her
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least.
“Mrs. Hob, I’ve made you some dishes that are high in iron. Remember to have as much as you
can, okay?” Wanda said.
“Alright. Thanks, Wanda. Have a seat and join us,” Sage said.
Wanda shook her head. “That won’t do. I left some food for myself in the kitchen.”
Ian frowned. “Is there something wrong?”
Wanda answered, “Mrs. Hob’s a little anemic; the doctor told her to take more foods high in iron.
Mr. and Mrs. Hob, you guys should eat. I’ll be in the kitchen.”
After she left, Ian picked up his cutlery and asked, “Why haven’t I ever heard about you being anemic?”
Sage sipped her broth. “You’re not a doctor. What’s the point of letting you know?”
Ian was upset by her retort. He suppressed his anger before pulling out a ck card and sliding it over
to her. “Go and buy whatever you want.”
Sage looked up, seemingly confused. Ian continued, “Stop this fuss with the divorce and don’t go
harming Ivy just because you’re mad about me not spending that stupid fifth anniversary of our first
meeting with you. You even got Grandma and your grandfather worried.”
He tapped the ck card. “Take this and go pick out something as a gift. This matter ends here. You
don’t need to apologize to Ivy, but don’t ever pull something like that in
the future.
Sage didn’t know how to feel about the matter. Indeed, the day she’d been reborn hadn’t just been Ivy’s
birthday–it had also been the fifth anniversary of her and Ian’s first meeting.
Ian had been on a business trip on their first wedding anniversary, so they hadn’t gotten to celebrate it
together. That was why Sage had viewed the anniversary of their first meeting as particrly important.
She’d happily picked out a gift and prepared scented candles as a surprise for Ian. She’d wanted that
day to be a beautiful memory.
Yet all she’d gotten was the news of Ian wanting to spend the day with Ivy to celebrate her birthday…
Sage had always thought that Ian had no idea what day that was. It turned out he was ..