All Chapters of Goodbye, Saintess.: Chapter 291 - Chapter 300

"So now you regret it? Too bad. You're too late!" Leon lashed out with a roundhouse kick that knocked Bastien flat. He hit the ground with a yelp, hugging his stomach in pain."You lied to us and tried to turn us against our most important guest and benefactor! Do you think your second-class elite family can protect you from the fallout?" Leon sneered, crouching low so his face hovered close to Bastien's. "How long do you think the Thierrys would last if we reigned over Astergrad?"Bastien's horror deepened with every word. If his family collapsed because of this, his parents wouldn't hesitate to kill him. "No! That's not what I meant!"Leon raised a brow. "Then what did you mean?""I meant… It was the woman's fault! She manipulated me! She told me he was nothing but a simple, incompetent soon-to-be ex-husband! She said I could pick any kind of fight with him and it would be fine!"He turned toward Sebastian, tears running down his face. "I didn't know you were this high and might

Hera wasn't afraid of Leda? The feeling was mutual. Leda was sure Sebastian would never go back to Hera.Leda turned to Sebastian and asked solemnly, "Will you ever get back together with her?"…Startled, I shook my head. "Hell no.""No matter what happens?" she pressed."Definitely."Relief softened her expression, and she threw her arms around my shoulders. "Good! Just what I wanted to hear! Let me introduce my brother, Leon. He's heard all about your achievements and feats. He's actually a big fan!"Leon extended his hand. "It's an honor to meet you, Sebastian. I'm sorry our first encounter came with an unpleasant misunderstanding. I hope we can move past it.""Don't worry. I didn't take it to heart," I said with a chuckle as I shook his hand.I could accept what had happened between us, but why was he so unfazed by the way his sister clung to me?"Leda, you should probably let go now. I'll explain what happened between us that night before your brother gets the wrong ide

"Where do you think you're going, Sebby? Aren't you coming back to the hotel with me?" Leda asked, her voice carrying far too loudly, as if no one else were around.Several guests had already turned to stare.Leon, horrified, grabbed her shoulders. "Leda! Not so loud! This is the most important time in a man's life—when he's building his career! You can't tie him down to relationship routines every single day."Leda's eyes locked on me. "What are you even saying, Leon? This is exactly the right time for a man to fall in love and settle into a relationship! What, should he wait until he's a senior at 62? That's basically 65 in practice!"She jabbed her finger in my direction. "He's 25 now! He's running out of time to drink from the sweet spring of love! Why are you standing in the way of us doing that?"Leon and I gaped at her, speechless.Was she… taking a jab at me? God, how was I supposed to prove that?"Are you sure this is your first relationship, Leda?" Leon's voice dripped

"But Dr. Locke said we've signed a legally binding contract. We can't get a refund no matter what," she continued. "We paid 3,000 dollars as a deposit, and we still owe him 12,000 dollars. But how?"My mother sighed over and over, looking as though she had aged several years just from thinking about it.Seeing my parents in this state upset me. "Don't worry. Let me inspect the contract."The truth became clear the moment I read it. My parents had not signed an installment plan. It was a loan contract. The lender listed on it was a company based in Astergrad.What enraged me most was the interest rate—an outrageous 36%.My face went cold. I flung the contract at Jason Locke, the so-called professor. "Mom, Dad? You've been scammed! He used your personal information to take out a 15,000-dollar loan. Add that to your deposit, and he's conned you out of 18,000 dollars!""18,000 dollars?!" my parents cried.They had lived so frugally that such a figure seemed astronomical."What is t

"And you idiots! What are you doing, crowding them like that? Go prepare the finest refreshments in town for Mr. Grimwald and his parents!"And you! Get the money we owe them! They asked for a refund, and they're getting every cent back!"Jason sidled up to me with a buttery smile. "How's that sound?"I didn't look at him. "Get on your knees. Apologize."The office went silent. To everyone's shock, Jason clenched his jaw and knelt. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Grimwald!"If he had known this man could bring his massive company to the brink of bankruptcy, he never would have tried to cheat his parents.I gave a slight nod. "Refund. Now."The thugs stumbled out of the office. When they returned, they acted less like muscle and more like shabby butlers, carrying trays of drinks and inviting my parents to sit.Then the wife of the elderly couple in the corner spoke up. "No! You can't just give them a refund!"My mother turned to her. "Why not, Betsy?""Because I said so!" Betsy snapped, te