All Chapters of Goodbye, Saintess.: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Hera's mind was in turmoil. In the end, however, she made her decision. "You did this to yourself, Sebastian. You have only yourself to blame. But I… I will take care of your parents in your stead."Just before she could announce her separation from her so-called husband and reveal that they were already divorced, the scene unfolded in an entirely unexpected way.Baron spotted me and immediately rushed over, not with anger or confusion, but as if I were the main attraction of the night.He clasped my hand with excitement. "Where were you, Master Sebastian? Or have I grown so old that I failed to notice you in the crowd?"I gave him a faint smile and said, "I was reviewing a few proposals that some participants wanted me to consider. But I'm here now, aren't I?""Whose proposals? Tell me!" Baron thumped his chest with pride. "Your word is law. Just say the name and I'll invest without hesitation! I know only the finest proposals—golden geese, no less—could win your approval!"He s

Hera's stunned silence did a number on her friends' confidence. She acted as if she had only just learned the truth about Sebastian.They could not believe their misfortune. Why did it feel like they had become collateral damage in the couple's quarrel?"Ms. Bishop? Say something! You're scaring me!""Please, just tell Mr. Grimwald that we've learned our lesson! We'll never look down on anyone again, I swear!""Exactly! We were bastards. We were awful! But your husband is a great man. Great men usually have the biggest hearts, right? Right?!"Their desperate pleas finally pulled Hera out of her thoughts. Yet when she looked at the man on stage, nothing about him felt familiar. He seemed like a stranger standing far away."He didn't tell me anything about this. I had no idea," she said flatly. "I can't ask him to forgive you. I don't even think I'm exempt from his wrath.""No way! You're his wife. He has to care about you, ex or not! Besides, he's a great man, right? He'll forgiv

Baron realized he sounded uneducated and scratched his head with an awkward smile. "Sorry, Master Sebastian. I started building my business empire when I should have been in a classroom, so I never received a formal education."It felt as if the incident with those three had never happened.What I had declared on stage counted as mercy toward her as well, though I doubted Hera would see it that way. I had not noticed when she left, but soon matters far more important than her claimed my attention.Reviewing the proposals was more than a favor to Baron. It gave me a practical opportunity to sharpen my judgment as an investor, especially since the submissions spanned a wide range of industries.The forum proved more impressive than I had expected. A few proposals had charmed me enough that I eagerly recommended them. It soon became obvious that most CEOs presented far stronger ideas than the dismal efforts Hera's three friends had shown me.The crowd realized I was not aloof, distan

Hera felt weak and regretful. For the first time, she realized she had never truly understood the man she had been married to for five years. He was not some mediocre, unimpressive firefighter. He was an extraordinary man, perhaps even a genius—enough to mentor a business prodigy.When did this happen? Why had she never known? How could he keep such secrets from her? She was his wife.If not for the strangers crowding the hall, she would have demanded an explanation on the spot.Who did he see her as? Did he even see her as his wife?The thought stung. Hurt gave way to resentment. Today, Sebastian had debuted like a blinding star, the kind that no one could ignore.She could already imagine how Astergrad's business world would fawn over him tomorrow. With his skills and his swiftly expanding network, he could crush the 2.8 million–dollar challenge she had set for him with ease.And once he did, once he reclaimed his parents' house, he would move forward with the divorce.He was

More importantly, since when had I agreed to be "hers," even for a single day?"No way. Are you really the collected, chaste type? I love guys like you!" She gasped. "Today is my lucky day for sure. I'm Desiree Lovette! Would you like to have dinner with me?"Desiree seized the advantage of our proximity. She had a goal and intended to achieve it today."Ms. Lovette, please calm down!" Baron finally intervened, stepping between us.It seemed to work.Desiree might have felt comfortable making moves because we looked to be in the same age group, and I came across as a mild-mannered gentleman.However, Baron was a large, middle-aged man several years her senior. His presence, combined with his professional authority as the head of Baron Inc., one of the city's largest corporations, reinforced the need for her to rein in her behavior."Mr. Goldman! I… I understand," she stammered."The forum is still ongoing, Ms. Lovette. Please take your seat. We need to continue," Baron said bef