No, that was not Sage.
Jace slowly snapped back into his senses. The woman before him looked almost identical to Sage; her
eyes, her nose, they looked like they had been sculpted with the same mold.
However, she looked way older than Sage, a charming and mature lady.
Who was she?
Why did she look so much like Sage? Jace had all sorts of thoughts running across his mind when the
man walked into the room.
The man was well–
built with refined facial features, and his gaze was sharp as a blade; an attractive and youthful man in h
is fifties.
He emitted a noticeable powerful aura.
Jace was stunned upon seeing the man.
It was a face that he was familiar with.
Jace had seen the man‘s face in television, newspapers, and financial magazines before. He was crow
ned the ‘Genius Businessman‘, the founder of the Norah Group, Sawyer Norah.
Sage‘s father. Which meant that the beautiful lady standing next to him was Sage‘s mother?
Jace could not believe that he would see Sage‘s late parents here!
It must be fate.
Jace felt touched. He was thankful to God for treating him well since he had been sent to see Sage‘s p
arents after he died.
He smiled forcibly in an attempt to greet them.
He stretched his mouth open and pushed words out of his dehydrated throat, “Plea...sure...mee ...ting...
you.”
“Hey, dude.”
Jack said as he looked displeasingly at Sawyer and Primrose, “He‘s way more excited to see you than t
o see me, his teacher.”
“Isn‘t that how it should be?”
Primrose said, “We look better than you.”
Jack was speechless. “Do you know us?”
Primrose walked closer to Jace and waved at him. Jace attempted to sit up, but he was physically inca
pable of doing that.
“Don‘t move,” said Primrose.
“I just did two major surgeries on your body. You‘re being held in place with steel plates and nails. You‘re
fallen for, tough as a nail. What?
He survived?
Jace froze, his eyes circled around the room, observing his surroundings. Was he not in heaven?
If he was not dead, that meant Mister Jace and Sage‘s parents were all... alive. Jace was moved. If Sag
been so happy, But, where was he? Why was he with them?
Were Jack and Sage‘s parents friends?
There were so many questions he wanted to ask but was physically unable to.
“You‘ve just woken up, you should rest. There‘s no rush with the questions.”
Sawyer said expressionlessly and turned to Primrose with a gentle tone, “I‘ll go prep the fish.”
“Okay. I want it grilled,” said Primrose.
“Alright,” said Sawyer with a smile. Primrose patted Jack on his shoulder and said, “You, go help him ou
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