Novel 543
Chapter 807
Chapter 807
Chapter 807 As they walked outside, Sage took the initiative to start a conversation. It seemed like she was trying to break the awkwardness between t hem.
“Zayne is coming to pick us up. Do you want to put on a mask first? He might faint from shock.
“Okay. I‘ll put it on first.” Jace was very obedient toward Sage. He put on the black mask and said, “Actually, fainting i sn‘t a big deal. I‘m afraid he might cry.” “Yeah. He‘s a crybaby.”
Sage thought of the days after Jace‘s funeral. Assistant Zayne looked like he was just widowed. He wa s always crying as if his soulmate had just died.
When they got to the exit, Zayne was already waiting there. He waved to Sage from a distance, but he f roze halfway. His smile stiffened.
Why did the man in the mask look so much like his... boss Mister Jace? Did he mistake him for Jace?
However, this man in the mask and his long legs really resembled Jace! Did Sage find herself a Jace c opy?
Zayne‘s imagination went wild. He thought of a tragic love story between Sage and Jace‘s double. The familiar figure walked forward and came closer. When he finally stopped in front of him, the familiar eyes just stared at him.
“Assistant Zayne.” It was a familiar low and deep voice.
Zayne stiffened. “Jace... Mister Jace.”
Sage arched her brows. “Not bad. You‘re calmer than I thought.”
The moment Jace removed his mask, Zayne pounced on Jace and gave him a bear hug. Then, he start ed sobbing loudly, “Mister Jace! You‘re still alive!”
Sage was lost for words. She came to the conclusion too quickly.
Obviously, Jace knew his own assistant better.
“Mister Jace! Is it really you? You‘re still alive! I knew it! I knew you lied to me! How could you die so ea sily! I knew it! I was so sad!” NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.
Zayne‘s loud wailing attracted the pedestrians at the airport to look this way.
Many people recognized Sage and shouted her name!
Sage hurriedly put on her mask and said to Jace, “Let‘s leave now! Otherwise, we‘ll get stuck!”
“Okay,” Jace answered. Then, he told Zayne, who was still whimpering in his arms, “Get a grip of yourself. Get in the car and cry later.”
“Yeah, yeah... But I... I can‘t move at all,” Zayne sobbed.
Jace helplessly dragged Zayne to the car. When they finally got into the car, Zayne was still not done cr ying. He wiped his tears and looked at Jace. “Oh my God. I‘m not dreaming, am I? Am I still dreaming?”
He repeated this phrase over and over again like he was in a daze.
Sage could not stand him anymore. “I swear you‘re not dreaming. Hey, you‘re a man. Why are you such a crybaby?
Zayne sobbed. “This has nothing to do with being a man. You‘re supposed to be dead, but you‘re alive.
Jace could not stop laughing and teased him, “I‘m glad you still remember me. I‘m so honored, Assistant Zayne. I thoug
When Zayne blew his nose, Sage and Jace looked at him in disgust. Even the driver scowled in disgust
Soon, Zayne finally calmed down. Sage said to Jaçe, “We‘re almost at the old residence. Do you want to
“Yeah.” Jace nodded and fished out his new phone. As he dialed the familiar number he memorized at h
Sage looked down and noticed his clenched fist. Immediately, she understood his inner struggle and nervousness. She had not thought mu
When her warmth touched the cold back of his hand, Jace‘s heart pounded heavily. He turned to look at