It turned out that he wanted to join in on the fun. Sage rolled her eyes at him and ignored him. The pair


    arrived at an exotic restaurant that was quite remote. It took them almost an hour to get there.


    Sage grumbled, "Seriously? We came all this way just to eat this kind of food? Why didn''t we just go


    abroad at this point?"


    "Good point." Shane then asked, "Do you have your passport on you? Let me book a flight now." Sage


    was rendered speechless.


    The restaurant might''ve been far, but its environment more than made up for it. The decor was truly


    one of a kind.


    The pair walked upstairs, and Shane chose a spot in the courtyard. It was adorned with all sorts of


    strange flowers and exotic nts, and it was surrounded by a fence. The restaurant seemed like a


    peaceful retreat amidst the bustling city.


    The duo ced their orders, and Shane got up to take a call outside, leaving Sage to fiddle with her


    phone. Ian had yet to respond to her messages. She tried calling him, but it went straight to voicemail.


    Frustrated, she tossed her phone onto the table.


    This belongs ? N?velDra/ma.Org.


    Sage nced downstairs and spotted a familiar figure-Henry! Henry arrived in a golden-colored, luxury


    automobile. He was oozing arrogance as he handed over his keys to the waiter. He then strutted into


    the restaurant with his group of friends, looking quite pleased with himself.


    Sage couldn''t help but smile because she knew that he wouldn''t be so smug for long. The project he


    had just signed seemed like a big deal at the moment, but it was riddled with problems and would fail


    soon. Not only would Ivy''s funds go to waste, but they would also face legal action. Shane noticed the


    mischievous grin on her face when he returned. The light illuminated her fair and delicate face. Sage


    looked like a cunning little fox.


    "Ms. Joyner, I''d advise you not to smile like that in front of other men," he remarked. "Guys with no self-


    control might end up falling for you."


    Sage red at him. "If you were just a tad bit more serious, no one would think you were a frivolous


    yboy."


    He chuckled nonchntly. "Why would I want everyone else to know that? I''m pretty satisfied with just


    you knowing."


    Shane then took a seat across from her. "Since we''ve known each other for a while now, and you''re


    free today, why don''t you tell me why you fell forn in the first ce?"


    "Well, since you seem to be interested in my personal affairs, Mr. Morrison, I suppose I could tell you a


    thing or two. But in return, could you tell me what''s going on between you andn?


    "I want to know why you guys always look like enemies every time you meet. Not only do you guys


    compete in business, but you guys almost crashed into each other thest time you drove."


    He nced at her when he heard that. The glint in his eyes had been reced by disdain. "You''re


    delusional if you think I''m going to tell you things that evenn wouldn''t share with you." "Is it because


    of a girl?" Sage spected. "Did you have a crush on a girl who likedn? Is that why you started to


    hate him?"


    Shane''s expression hardened. "Don''t give me that crap. We''re not close enough for you to ask me


    these questions. Don''t you know what personal boundaries are?"


    Sage was confused. He was the one who didn''t understand what boundaries were. Her phone rang just


    as she was rendered speechless. Sage picked it up and realized it wasn calling.