A Relentless Pursuit for Love
Chapter 629

Chapter 629

The car started shaking violently immediately after that. The vibration frequency was almost like thatof a heavy duty machine, and a woman's leg was raised high up, the sole of her high heel shoepushing against the windshield.

Zayne quickly paused the video, his heart pounding fast in his chest. He sneaked a peek at Jacethrough the corner of his eyes.

Jace was still his expressionless self, there was not a single emotion seen on his face, except that hiseyes showed contempt this time.

Jace passed the phone back to Zayne, and said casually, “Save the videos and photos, they maycome in handy in the near future.”

Sage’s life in Birmingham was busy but fruitful.

There were lots of parties, balls, and dances organized in this city. She did not have the chance toattend so many social events back home, and decided to let herself loose in Birmingham tocompensate for it.

She wore a corset top and puffy dress, a fancy hat on top of head, and took off for the event in herhorse carriage.

As one of the rare few foreigners in the event, Sage had gotten as much attention as she desired.She was not her usual discreet self, but was totally not shy to have a lot of fun with Robert and theothers. There were people coming up to chat with her every now and then, and she handled all ofthem.

She was one fine socialite.

Her elegant appearance and impeccable sense of fashion made her stand out so much. She was likea walking rose, so elegant that no one could ever objectify her in any despicable way. However, itwas also inevitable to have attracted unnecessary jealousy and hate when she was holding herselfup so well. Sage was happily chatting with a Duke, when a girl dressed in a black gown and blackmesh hat strode over. She held red wine in one of her hands.

As soon as she passed by Sage's side, her wine glass was slanting downwards, almost dripping itscontent to whatever that was underneath. A hand reached out swiftly to stabilize the glass.

Sage's sweet voice said, “Miss, please watch out for your glass.” The lady turned around, and theireyes locked. She introduced hersell, “I am the owner of Humming Hills, Catherine Meyer-Brown. Iam widowed, everyone calls me Madam Meyer.” Sage had her manners, she nodded and said,"Sage, pleasure.”

The Duke sensed that the two were going to have a conversation, and left them.

“Are you the sister of Duke Timothy?” Madam Meyer asked, “Are you also a Shelby?”

“No,” Sage answered in a fluent Yathenese, “We are stepsiblings.”

It was somehow common to have step brothers and sisters in Tovres. Madam Meyer acknowledgedit briefly, and said, “I had never heard him talking about his baby sister.”

“Well, that's normal,” Sage was not offended at all, “That simply means you are not close to him.”Madam Meyer seemed taken aback, she then smiled and fluttered her long lashes, leaning in toSage and said in a hushed voice, “I slept with your brother before, do you think we are consideredclose?”

Sage kept quiet, she thought there must be something wrong with this woman's brain. She lookedup at the shadow that was moving towards them, and said casually, “Well, I will let my belovedbrother answer your question.”