Chapter 91 “You really are cheeky.” Donald poked Sage in the forehead. “I’d never have thought you’d
be that wary of your own uncle.” Sage could never trust Owen. After all, he had reced the entire
senior management in thepany with his own subordinates. It wasn’t as though Donald was
ignorant of Owen’s antics. He was just ying dumb the whole time. Sage giggled daintily before
admitting the truth. “I’m wary of everyone but you, Grandpa. By the way, La seems interested in
traveling abroad. Why not suggest to Uncle Owen about letting her study in a university abroad for two
years?” Sage didn’t bring up her meeting with La. “She keeps failing her subjects, after all. Maybe
she might be able to study well in a new university.” As long as La was abroad, Henry wouldn’t be
able to pester her. Perhaps she’d be able to escape from her tragic fate in Sage’s past life. Donald
replied, “I did mention that to Susanst time. Unfortunately, she refused to let La study abroad
because she was her only daughter. I think she’s scouting out a romantic prospect for La right now.”
Susan was extremely protective of La. There was no way she’d listen to Donald’s suggestion. That
meant Sage had to think of another idea. Once they were done with the walk, Sage spent some time
massaging Donald’s shoulders. Only when Donald retreated to his room for the night did she return to
the workshop. da’s After a few more hours, Sage was finally done with her work for the night. She used
various essences, such as rock orchids and blood orange, to create a type of incense based
preferences and current condition. It was meant to calm her nerves and help with her sleep quality.
When Sage recalled Terry saying that the incense had worked on his mother, she spent some time
producing more. She was exhausted by the time she finished her work. After returning to her room, she
fell asleep right away the moment her head hit the pillow. It was alreadyte morning when Sage stirred
awake. She stretchedzily, thinking that her childhood bed was the mostfortable thing ever. M
+15 BONUS It was then she decided that she didn’t want to do anything for one full month once her
divorce withn was official. All she wanted to do was stay at home during that period. The thought of
lazing around at home and spending all of her time with Donald pleased her to no end. Once Sage
finished washing up, she headed downstairs right away withoutbing her hair due toziness. The
first thing she heard was Donald’s heartyughtering from the courtyard. She couldn’t help butContent bel0ngs to N?vel(D)r/a/ma.Org.
wonder what on earth made Donald so happy. After reaching the courtyard, Sage found out that
Donald had been teaching Ian and Terry some basic exercises suited for elderly and unfit people.
“Now, pay attention to me. You should do this.” Both Ian and Terry were d in dress shirts and cks.
They looked serious while attempting to follow Donald’s lead. Anyone would’ve found the scene
amusing. “Pfft!” Sage couldn’t help but giggle. Ian turned to look at her, his expression freezing
momentarily. Then, he shot her a warning nce before standing up straight. Meanwhile, Terry greeted
Sage politely, “Good morning, Mrs. Hob.” “Mr. Zane, I’ve made another batch of incense. I’ll have
someone give it to youter.” “Okay. Thank you, Mrs. Hob.” “Ah, Sage. You’re awake. Ian’s been
here for a while now,” Donald said with a smile. “Ian, you should apany Sage to breakfast. Terry,
let’s continue exercising.” Sage wanted to turn Donald’s offer down, but she didn’t want to appear
ungrateful. Hence, she returned to the residence and had a housekeeper deliver the incense to Terry.
Soon, Ian walked into the house. Sage frowned as she gazed at him, noting the way he towered over
her. “Why are you here?” Ian’s expression was as cool as ever. “I’m attending a governmental meeting
later, which is held in a nearby area. That’s why I dropped by to visit Grandpa.” Sage didn’t think much
about Jan’s reason. At least that man cared enough to visit Donald. For some reason, Ian felt a little
relieved when he noticed the pleased look on Sage’s face. At that moment, Sage didn’t put on her
makeup, nor did she do her hair. In fact, she was still wearing her oversized pajamas. Right now, she
lookedzy yet enchanting. Her doe–like eyes held an animated sparkle. Ian felt like kissing her all of a
sudden. He stared at her before asking in a low tone, “Sage, were you angry at me yesterday?”