Chapter 96
Everyone murmured among themselves when they noticed Priscilla.
“Isn’t that Mrs. Xenith, who’s currently working in Mimosa? Why is she here?”
“Mrs. Xenith? She’s already divorced, you know. She’s now Ms. Davis.”
“She must be here to convince people to invest in Mimosa. I heard that Benjamin has already stolen Mimosa’s core technology as well as a huge sum of money. Perhaps it’s tough for
Mimosa to continue its daily operations right now.”
“That’s a huge possibility. Look, she even brought such a young and beautiful woman with her. That woman must be Mimosa’s PR manager.”
At that moment, Terry approached Sage. He nodded at her politely before saying, “Mrs. Holcomb, Mr. Holcomb will join you soon. Please excuse me for now.”
Sage nodded in response. “Alright.”
The simple interaction between those two was enough to make the guests widen their eyes in shock. They could see Terry’s shining name tag being pinned on his breast pocket, indicating that he was Ian’s personal assistant.
Since he had addressed the young woman as “Mrs. Holcomb“, did that mean she was Ian’s wife?
If Ian truly had such a beautiful wife in the first place, why didn’t he bring her along to public events in the past?
Also, why was she and Priscilla standing together?
Sage continued smiling in the face of the guests‘ puzzled and intrigued looks. She deliberately invited Priscilla to the banquet just to show everyone that Mimosa wouldn’t anytime soon.
its downfall
In a way, it was Sage’s way of showing that Mimosa still had a strong force backing it up. She decided to let the guests ponder about whether or not Holcomb Corporation was the backer.
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echelons always worshiped the strong while trampling all over the weak. Now that all the banquet guests noticed Sage and Priscilla standing together, they wouldn’t dare to harm Mimosa without thinking their decisions through.
If anything, they might start paying attention to Mimosa out of curiosity.
This was the goal that Sage wanted to achieve.
Priscilla was no greenhorn either. The moment she noticed the confusion and wariness in the guests‘ expressions, she said with a smile, “This woman is Mr. Holcomb’s wife. It’s rare for
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her to attend such social events.
“She’s only attending the banquet tonight just to celebrate Holcomb Corporation’s success.”
Everyone started kissing up to Sage right away upon hearing Priscilla’s words.
“You really are humble, Mrs. Holcomb. Not only are you beautiful, but you’re also blessed with an amazing figure. If it weren’t for Ms. Davis‘ introduction, we wouldn’t have known that you’re Mr. Holcomb’s wife.”
“Precisely. Mrs. Holcomb, you should attend social events more often. That way, we’ll be able to get to know you better, just like how Ms. Davis is affiliated with you.”
Sage made small talk with the guests with a smile on her face.
“Mr. Holcomb is here!” someone exclaimed all of a sudden.
Everyone turned to look in a certain direction. Sage did the same as well, soon noticing Ian walking toward her in a black tuxedo. His gait was well–paced, and he looked dashing as
ever.
Even though everyone present at the banquet was well–dressed, none of them could outshine Ian’s charming looks. It seemed that he would always be the center of attention anytime,
anywhere.
Ian’s handsome visage looked exceptionally dazzling under the illumination of the lights in the banquet hall.
In Sage’s past life, she’d feel proud whenever she saw Ian being admired by countless people. Even though she was no longer obsessed with him now, she still found it difficult to look away from his handsome face.
At the same time, Ian kept staring at Sage.
She was wearing a beautiful pastel pink gown that reached her knees. The ruffled hems hung loosely past her hips, and the fabric was cinched at her waist. Her back was sed, though it
was decorated by a string of tiny diamonds. She looked sweet and pure, yet her presence
beckoned attention from others.
Ian couldn’t help but recall the time when he had seen Sage on the video call earlier in the afternoon. She had smooth and flawless skin, and her figure was quite slim. But she was also well–endowed in terms of her bust and hips while retaining a small waist.
“Mr. Holcomb!” A man attempted to greet Ian at that moment..
“Take a hint, will you?” A woman pulled the man aside. “Can’t you see that Mr. Holcomb only has eyes for his wife?”
Only when Sage overheard the teasing conversation did she realize that Ian had already stopped in front of her.
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“Mr. Holcomb!”
Just as Sage was about to speak with lan, she heard Ivy’s voice drifting from behind her.
