A Farewell After Being Reborn novel Chapter 156

Sage nonchalantly leaned back in the face of the trio's mockery. "Why would I want to establish myself in the Holcomb family?"

Susan inquired quizzically, "Layla said you wanted a divorce from Ian."

Sage chuckled. "Aunt Susan, you always think that only Layla deserves to marry Ian. She won't stand a chance if I don't get a divorce.

"You should support my divorce and get Layla to try harder. It will be easier to ask for his help if he becomes your son-in-law."

"What did you say?" Owen was infuriated. "We'll be a laughingstock if two daughters from the Joyner family marry Ian one after another. Don't you dare dream of divorcing him! Your grandpa might dote on you, but I will not hesitate to knock some sense into you!"

Sage didn't want to get into a fight with her relatives at a restaurant. She couldn't do much if they refused to listen. All that mattered was she made her stance clear and received Donald's support. No one could stop her from getting a divorce.

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Sage paid a visit to Mimosa in the afternoon. There, she learned that the customer who had accused Mimosa of selling fake alcohol online had admitted it was all a misunderstanding.

The individual in question had suffered from alcohol poisoning because he consumed a homemade alcoholic drink of questionable quality. After that, he wrongly pinned the blame on Mimosa's product.

"I bet he's panicking now that Benjamin's been taken by the police. He wouldn't dare make a scene now," Priscilla mused.

Sage, who was in a good mood, remarked, "That's one more problem down. It's good that we have cleared up the misunderstanding. I'm waiting for you to expand your market share before we plan an IPO!" Priscilla readily agreed.

While they were happily chatting, Sage received a call from Michael Olsen, whom she hadn't been in touch with for days.

"Miss, we've passed the preliminary round. We're entering the recording phase!" Michael happily informed her of the good news.

He scratched his hair sheepishly and explained, "All of us went for styling courses because we're going to be in front of the cameras during the competition."

"Not bad. Appearance is important. You feel like a star now. Don't forget me when you shoot to fame one day."

When that day came, Mimosa would still want Michael as its ambassador. Sage was sure of that.

Michael blushed at her compliments. "A star or not, I will never forget your help." She didn't pick up his light attempt at flirting, so he quickly brushed it off with a smile. "Miss, let's head inside."

"Sure."

As it was a soft launch, most of the guests were friends with the owner. Many were acquainted with Michael, and they greeted him excitedly.