All Chapters of Goodbye, Saintess.: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

"But if you can't… you'll finally understand why this entire town belongs to us!"The room fell silent. Everyone stared at me, tense and uncertain."Sebastian, maybe you went a little too far with this," Natasha whispered, tugging at the corner of my shirt.I shot her a calm, confident look that said "I've got this" and pulled out my phone.When I spoke, my tone carried the authority of a superior commanding a subordinate. "I'm in the same hotel, Room 703, right now. Come toast to me."The call ended. Their eyes widened in disbelief. How could I have spoken to a VIP who wouldn't even let the hotel owner enter his room with such commanding ease?"You fucking tryhard! Who do you think you were talking to? Your maid?!""If that VIP actually shows up for you, I should fall to my knees and call you Daddy!" Chad cackled, his scorn sharp enough to cut glass.A knock at the door silenced him.When it opened, Mark froze, and his eyes widened. "M-Mr. Bankman?! Why are you here? To have

"You're not going to start treating me like a stranger too, right?" I asked wearily, shaking my head."No, not that… I just feel… a little unaccustomed to all of this." Natasha shook her head as well. "You've changed. I wonder if this is what money does to a man."I laughed aloud. "C'mon, you make it sound like I've joined the Dark Side! I was only being a prick to scare Chad away from harassing you. You don't have to worry, my fair lady. Beneath it all, I'm still a goodie-good boy!"Natasha reeled back slightly, blushing. She looked touched. "So that was all for me? You haven't changed at all… You're always so considerate and thoughtful.""Of course I am!" I chuckled and left the hotel with her.I planned to drive her home, but Sam was waiting at the entrance. He broke into a quick stride as soon as he saw me."Why are you still here?" I asked.A buttery grin spread across his face. "Mr. Grimwald! See, even though I've resumed our deal after talking to your secretary, I felt li

I returned to the hospital to keep Mom and Dad company.The next morning I went to the address Natasha had sent me. She was already waiting outside the sales office.She looked different from the night before. Her hair was neatly tied, and she had put on light makeup that complemented her form-fitting two-piece suit and pencil skirt, which accentuated her graceful curves.I smiled. "Good morning. You really are getting more beautiful."A flush rose to her cheeks. "Is flirting your new way of greeting someone?""No," I said, laughing. "I was simply making an honest and objective observation.""Aren't you sweet?" she teased, smiling despite herself.As we chatted, she led me into the showroom, where intricate dioramas of luxury villas were displayed beneath bright lighting."I did my research last night," she said."This villa here tops everything—style, architecture, location, scenery, lighting, and even the safety materials. It's the crème de la crème." She gestured enthusiast

"Very satisfied, actually," I replied, fully aware of what he meant."Delightful! Mr. Bankman has already paid for the villa. All you need to do is sign here, and Ms. Summers will receive her commission instantly! And I do mean instantly!" the manager said, handing me a pen with a grin so wide his eyes nearly disappeared.Since this would help Natasha, I signed without hesitation.The manager's smile stretched almost unnaturally. He whipped out his phone and chirped, "Ms. Summers, what a splendid sale you've made! I must send you your well-deserved reward right this moment!"Natasha blinked, caught off guard. She'd been in this job for a while, but she had never seen anyone move this fast. "Er… don't we need the Finance or HR department for that?""That's for regular agents, dear. But for our best agent? We can skip all that. Besides, who would've guessed you were such good friends with Mr. Grimwald? If I'd known, I'd have offered you my position!" the manager said brightly, his t

"Fuck you! Who do you think you are, making Mr. Grimwald your enemy? You can be suicidal all you want, but don't drag the rest of us into it!" Jackie bellowed. "Listen up, boys! He wanted us to teach Mr. Grimwald a specific lesson, right? Well, we're gonna teach him instead!""You got it, Boss!"The gang swarmed Kash, raining blows on him."Stop! Are you dumbasses insane?! I'm the COO of Skydance! I paid a ton of money to hire you! Stop! I'm gonna die!"He was bruised, and blood was oozing from his mouth."Enough. I just bought this house. I don't want it dirtied," I grumbled, frowning. "Get this fatso off my property right now!"Jackie shivered and barked at his underlings, "Stop! Stop beating him up! Lug him out of this house and clean the goddamn floor till it's shining and spotless!"The thugs dragged Kash outside without resistance. When they returned, they were armed with mops, buckets, and other cleaning tools. They dropped to their knees and got to work scrubbing the flo