Goodbye Saintess (by Edelweiss W.S.) novel Chapter 139

**The Unseen Kingdom That Followed Me Into Every Dream by Alyndra Meron Valeen**
**Chapter 139**

“Goldman!” Terry’s voice cut through the air like a knife, his expression twisted in a mask of fury. The sheer size of the hundred-man cavalry that had come to my aid made it painfully clear that taking me out was no longer a simple task. It was as if a fortress had descended upon the restaurant, and I was at the center of a brewing storm.

In a chaotic rush, Baron Inc.’s security personnel stormed into the establishment, their bodies colliding with Terry’s line of bodyguards like a tidal wave crashing against rocks. The commotion was deafening, the clatter of boots on the polished floor mingling with the gasps of startled diners.

Through the chaos, Baron pushed his way toward me, urgency etched across his features. “Are you alright, Master? I apologize for my tardiness!” His voice was a mixture of concern and relief, a lifeline thrown in the midst of turmoil.

But then his gaze fell upon my hand, stained with blood. The color drained from his face as he processed the sight. Here was the most significant figure in this entire city, wounded and vulnerable.

“Those sons of bitches! They harmed you?!” he roared, rage bubbling beneath his calm exterior. “I swear, I will make them pay for this!”

I couldn’t help but chuckle, the absurdity of the moment breaking through my tension. “No, no, wait—it’s Terry’s blood,” I said, a grin stretching across my face.

The sheer number of Baron’s rescue team had surpassed my wildest expectations, and suddenly, the complexity of the situation felt like it had been stripped away, revealing a clearer path forward.

Yet Terry seemed to interpret it as a direct provocation, a challenge to his authority. “Who the hell does he think he is? Some kind of god?! Get lost with that nonsense!” Terry scoffed, his bravado a thin veneer over his simmering anger. “You think you’re as powerful as us just because you’ve finally wormed your way into the Astergrad Four? That’s merely a facade. The Goldmans are nothing but upstarts! You lack any real power or connections! For crying out loud, you know you need us to provide technical support for one of your products!”

The Amoses and Baron Inc. shared a business partnership that had always kept their proprietary technology tightly under wraps. Baron had never managed to crack the code or replicate their innovations, a thorn in his side that he had grown increasingly weary of. He loathed the notion of perpetual subservience, which was why he continued to organize investment meetings, desperately searching for a more advantageous project or partnership.

Yet here he was, having made an enemy of his company’s largest ally before he could even begin to collaborate with Sebastian. But at this moment, it hardly mattered. The Amoses’ technology felt like a distant concern, overshadowed by the immediate threat at hand.

“Forget you and your precious technology, Terry! I couldn’t care less about it!” Baron shouted back, his voice filled with exasperation. “What amazes me is that my mentor hasn’t turned you into dust yet!”