Goodbye Saintess (by Edelweiss W.S.) novel Chapter 86

Chapter 86

As Hera made her way down the corridor toward the conference room, I was already settled comfortably in Baron’s CEO suite. The room exuded an air of understated elegance—dark wood panels, a large window overlooking the cityscape, and the faint aroma of freshly brewed coffee lingering in the air.

Baron wasted no time. Pouring me a cup of coffee that was surprisingly rich and smooth, he immediately got to the heart of the matter. His tone was earnest, a clear attempt to demonstrate genuine goodwill. “The contract is finalized, Mr. Grimwald. Just give me a moment to fetch it.”

“Thank you, Mr. Goldman,” I replied, my curiosity piqued.

When he handed me the document, I began to scan the clauses, and my eyes widened in disbelief. This wasn’t what I had expected at all. Every single term seemed meticulously crafted to favor me. The benefits outlined were staggering, giving my firm an extraordinary edge. It was as if the entire contract was designed to ensure my success.

There was almost nothing in it for Baron himself. The only way his company would profit was if my firm generated millions in revenue. If we fell short, this agreement might as well have been a generous donation. The contrast was striking.

“Mr. Grimwald? Are you feeling alright? Is there something about the contract you find unsatisfactory?” Baron’s expression shifted, a hint of worry creeping into his eyes. He had gone to great lengths to make sure I would be pleased, yet my face remained unreadable, betraying no excitement.

‘Is the fund not sufficient? Could Sebastian really be that greedy?’ Baron clenched his jaw tightly, wrestling with his own doubts. ‘Even if he is… so be it.’

“Mr. Grimwald, this is only our first draft,” Baron added quickly, eager to reassure me. “If you wish to amend any clauses, please let me know. We’ll make the necessary adjustments.”

I shook my head slowly, still trying to process the generosity before me. “Mr. Goldman, I’m just stunned. It feels like you’re handing me a fortune on a silver platter.”

Baron’s laughter faded, and he gestured toward the door. “Come in.”

Hera stepped inside, holding a folder. She placed it carefully on the desk, then glanced at me with a mixture of concern and hesitation.

“I said, starting to rise,” Baron said firmly, his tone shifting to command. “Lucas, he’s one of us now. Go ahead.”

Taking a deep breath, Hera opened the folder and spoke directly. “There’s an issue with the project, sir. Our partner has filed a lawsuit. They’re alleging quality problems and that the product wasn’t as advertised. They claim to have suffered financial losses because of this.”

The room grew heavy with tension. The unseen kingdom of business deals and trust was suddenly shadowed by conflict. I could feel the weight of this new challenge pressing down on us all.