Goodbye, Saintess. Novel

Chapter 500 Sam narrowed his eyes , fighting to keep his anger in check . " Sorry ? Did I hear that right , Prick ? We can't leave , even though it's obvious nothing's going to come out of this ? Or are you just pissed you can't afford your own meal today ? " Philip sneered , " Please . I can treat myself to something far better than this . But you don't get to walk out just because you feel like it . " " Because ? " I asked , irritation creeping into my voice . He pointed at the table . " Because I told you what you have to do . Introduce yourself , then performance .

Sing , dance , pull a magic trick - whatever . Then we talk . " Sam's restraint finally snapped . " You bastard ! " I patted his back . " Relax , Mr. Bankman . Sit down . " I smirked at Philip . " Why argue with someone's loyal little dog ? You can't win a barking contest with a mutt . " Sam looked momentarily surprised but quickly caught on . He knew my patience was wearing thin and that I was about to strike back . " You're right , Mr. Grimwald . I really shouldn't . " He knew exactly how sharp my retaliation could be . Philip's jaw dropped before he exploded . " You called me a dog ?!

Excuse me , but last I checked , you came here to ask for my help ! What , think you're too good for that now ? " I crooked my finger , motioning for him to come closer . He obeyed the gesture , only to shout , " How dare you treat me like a call girl with that move ?! " I grabbed a wine bottle and smashed it against his head . Blood and wine trickled down his temple . He yelped and stumbled back into his chair , trembling . " How dare you ... hit me ?! " " Hitting a dog doesn't take courage ," I said coldly . I snatched another bottle and raised it toward his head .

" So , are you letting us go or not ? No ? Then I guess I just found my performance . " Philip's face drained of color . His eyes fixed on the bottle . " You're insane ! " " Where'd that smug look go ? You wanted a show , right ? " I said , bringing the bottle down and stopping just short of his skull . Philip screamed , shaking uncontrollably . " You pissed off an important man , alright ?! What's that got to do with me ? I'm just following orders ! " he cried between sobs and sniffles . " He's right next door ! Go talk to him yourself ! Just - please - don't hit me again ! You'll kill me !

" I frowned . The man pulling his strings was next door ? Was he planning to watch me get humiliated firsthand ? Chapter 500 +25 Bonus I kicked Philip aside and turned toward the door , bottle still in hand . Before I could reach it , the door swung open . A man in his 50s stood there in a vest , his face hard and expression grim as he glared straight at me .. Comments Support admin Olivia Harris is an emerging author celebrated for her captivating romantic and steamy novels.

With a talent for crafting deep emotional connections and fiery chemistry between her characters, Olivia's stories offer readers an escape into worlds filled with passion, intrigue, and heart-stopping drama.