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GET IT Chapter 145 “Stay if you want. Just don’t make too much noise. If you feel bored, read a book, “said lan.
Only a fool would want to stay here, Sage thought to herself. Then, she glanced at him and asked, “Can | borrow your phone for a moment?” “Is your phone dead?” “No, but | just want to go on Instagram. Don’t worry, | have no intention of invading your privacy. | can’t see Layla’s account, so | want to take a look using your account,” Sage replied truthfully.
lan pursed his lips and unlocked his phone, handing it over to her.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Thanks.” Sage took the phone and opened Instagram, where she immediately looked up Layla’s profile. To her surprise, Layla had sent lan smessages, though he seemed to have ignored every one of them.
Pulling up Layla’s Instagram profile, Sage confirmed that Layla hadn't blocked lan as every update she posted was visible to him. Sage couldn't help but feel irritated by this. If it weren't for the fact Layla was family, Sage wouldn't even have bothered caring about her! Suppressing her anger, Sage quickly scrolled through Layla’s account. Layla loved posting daily updates, from what she had for breakfast to her night routine. She loved sharing various aspects of her life.
In particular, a post from two days ago caught Sage’s attention. The caption read, “The meteor shower was beautiful. Things got really dicey. But luckily everything turned out fine in the end. Speople actually remember the little things you. say offhand (how cute).” The caption was accompanied by several photos of the night sky. In one of them, a faint silhouette of a man was visible.
While Susan might not have recognized the figure, Sage could easily tell it was Henry. So Henry had accompanied Layla stargazing the other night. What else had happened? 1/2 Without a doubt, Sage believed that the “dicey” situation Layla mentioned in her post was orchestrated by Henry.
Who would have thought that after his previous schwent awry, Henry had devised yet another plan? No wonder Layla had accepted his gift and trusted him so much.
Sage wondered if the earring incident earlier that day would help Layla cto her senses. She could simply have someone investigate Henry's background and show it to Layla.
But regardless of whether Layla would believe her, based on Henry's previous actions, he might resort to desperate measures that could potentially harm Layla.
Furthermore, Sage didn’t want to alert Henry prematurely. Both Henry and Sandra were acting under Ivy's orders, so she wanted to use Henry against Ivy and let her taste betrayal firsthand.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmJust then, lan’s phone chimed with a new notification, drawing Sage’s attention. She glanced at it unconsciously.
It was a message from Ivy.
“lan, did your business trip go smoothly? | was discharged from the hospital. today.” “Who is it?” lan noticed Sage furrowing her brow when his phone pinged and cto her side.
“See for yourself.” Sage handed the phone back to him. “I'm done with it. Thanks.
With that, she turned and left without hesitation, as if her fetching tea and applying medicine for him was merely an excuse to ask for his phone.
lan held onto the phone, staring at her retreating figure. A faint whiff of her lingering fragrance was left in the air as she walked away.
He opened Whatand casually replied to Ivy's message before returning to his desk. It seemed like Ivy knew lan’s whereabouts better than Sage did.
Upon returning to her room, Sage noticed a delicately wrapped gift box placed conspicuously on the table.