Goodbye, Saintess. Novel

---- Chapter 612 Emin held Susan's hand tightly. Emotion swelled in his chest. "Why is he doing so much for us, honey? You're just his bodyguard, aren't you? Why would he do so much for a bodyguard's wife? How are we ever going to repay him?" Susan whispered, her eyes red and glassy. "We'll never repay a debt like this in our lifetime, Susie," Emin croaked as he wiped his eyes. "The only thing | have to offer in return is my life." "atta boy," Susan said softly, her voice firm with pride. They waited until | finished my phone call. Then Emin suddenly dropped to one knee. The move startled me.

"Hey, what's going on?" | said as | pulled him up. "Up. Get up." "From now on, you own my life, Mr. Grimwald!" he declared. "I won't let anyone harm you. They'll have to kill me first. You're saving my wife. I'll do anything to repay that. Nothing is of - limits if it's for you." He bowed his head again. "Thank you so much, Mr. Grimwald. You're the kindest man I've ever known." ---- The words hit harder than | expected. "Oh, goddamn it. Who do you take me for? | have my limits, even if you don't," | said with a laugh. "I'm glad to have you with me, Emil. Don't lose hope.

The future is bright for both of you, as long as you work with me." They looked at me and nodded, their expressions solemn and resolute. | contacted a furniture store in Sazaar and ordered a full refurbishment for the Candors, including new furniture and electronic appliances. | also purchased the best wheelchair available for Susan to improve her mobility. With it, she could move independently and even join us at the table during meals. The Candors thanked me through tears. Emin practically begged for an assignment, desperate for a chance to repay me. "Not yet, Candor.

| can assure you, you're in," | said. "For now, stay with your wife. Keep her company. Once my project is underway, Ill contact you again." | was about to say goodbye when a violent pounding shook the door. "Emin-bloody-Candor! Open the goddamn door!" Drake roared. "I know you're in there. Open up before | start a fire outside your window and choke your sickly puppy wife to death! And that ---- piece of shit who conned me too. You'd better show yourself so I-can slit your throat!" | opened the door, my face cold.

A large crowd of thugs filled the corridor behind Drake, including the two men from before. | sneered and raised an eyebrow. "What's wrong? You come begging for daddy to spank you, son?" His eyes locked onto mine. He flinched, then forced himself to stand tall. "Shut the fuck up. You're not even the one who can fight." "So what if that dog of yours can throw a punch? Can he beat 100 men? 1,000? I've got as many men as | want," he bragged. " Bring that asshole out here. Let's see if he can face my senior, mano a mano." | chuckled under my breath. No wonder this prick had come crawling back.