Goodbye Saintess (by Edelweiss W.S.) novel Chapter 64

Chapter 64

“Sebastian’s really into our daughter, isn’t he? This is the golden opportunity we’ve been waiting for! Just imagine—even Goldman had to show him respect. That guy must be far more influential than we ever gave him credit for!” James exclaimed, practically vibrating with excitement.

Without hesitation, he strode purposefully toward Rhea’s room.

“Where are you headed?” Dorothea called after him, a hint of concern in her voice.

“To let our darling out, of course! They need more time together. No, she needs to marry him as soon as possible!” James chuckled, his eyes shining with hope.

Though Baron held a higher rank and more power than James in every way, the moment Sebastian became his son-in-law, the entire balance of power would shift. Suddenly, Baron would be the one on the receiving end of James’ jabs, not the other way around.

“Wait a moment, dear,” Dorothea said firmly, grabbing his arm to halt him. “I’m serious. Something about this doesn’t sit right. It’s never that straightforward.”

“What do you mean?” James asked, pausing mid-step.

Dorothea sighed and rolled her eyes. “You’re jumping to conclusions based on a few coincidences. We need to be smarter than that. Think about it—do you really believe some wealthy young man is pretending to be working class just for a tourist experience? It sounds too convenient.”

“And he mentioned having a wife,” she added, her voice growing more serious. “How can you even consider letting our daughter get involved with a married man? That’s reckless.”

“What if this is all a setup? What if Sebastian is some kind of con artist? We can’t just trust him blindly—we have to investigate him ourselves.”

Their combined approach worked. Though Rhea remained partially hidden, she finally began to open up. “He is decent! No, better than decent! He’s gentle, thoughtful, reliable, handsome, and honestly, really, really hot…”

James exchanged a glance with Dorothea, neither thrilled by the description. Interrupting gently, he asked, “That’s all well and good, but what exactly does he do?”

Rhea hesitated, aware of her parents’ shallow and judgmental nature. “He’s… he’s a firefighter. But he saved my life!”

James and Dorothea exchanged looks of mutual disappointment. A firefighter? How could someone like that possibly earn Baron’s respect?

Something about the entire situation felt off. There was definitely more beneath the surface than met the eye.