Goodbye Saintess (by Edelweiss W.S.) novel Chapter 111

The forum drew businesspeople from every industry, giving Baron a rare chance to observe and learn. Yet, no matter how varied the fields or business plans, Sebastian consistently offered the sharpest, most insightful advice, as if he were an expert in every

domain.

Nothing, Baron or any department in his company could match that level of acumen. To put it hyperbolically, one Sebastian could equal an entire team of elite professionals, the kind even top consulting firms could barely assemble.

Baron had to attribute this brilliance to Sebastian’s lineage. Only the lost heir of Enbarr’s most powerful family could possess such genius. Two decades of living as a commoner had not diminished the brilliance he had been born with.

Baron glanced at me from behind, admiration shining in his eyes.

“Sure.” I nodded, ready to rise.

Unexpectedly, the attendants erupted once more.

They shouted, pleading, “Wait, Mr. Grimwald! At least give me an autograph before you leave!”

“How about a photo, Mr. Grimwald?!”

“I can’t thank you enough, Mr. Grimwald! I’ll even give you a share of my company for your invaluable advice!”

Forum bigwigs, normally the epitome of authority and professionalism, abandoned their composure entirely. They behaved like fans at a celebrity event, shouting until their faces flushed.

The female CEOs were particularly fervent. They looked at me as though I were the father figure they longed for.

I gripped Baron tightly, my body quivering. “You mentioned a secret passage, right? Take me there. Now!”

“On it, Master!”

Baron was also stunned by the transformation of the forum. Years of dealing with businesspeople had always revealed professionalism and shrewdness. Today, however, these same people behaved like teenagers losing their minds.

“Security! Maintain order!” he shouted. “Any proposal that passed Mr. Grimwald’s assessment can now be submitted to our Investment Department. They will determine Baron Inc.’s investment in your project and draft the corresponding contracts.”

He turned to me and offered another compliment. “They are this passionate for you because you are exceptional, Master

Sebastian. Come with me.”

He guided me to a concealed door used exclusively by the company’s C–suite. It was designed to allow a quick exit since navigating the regular doors would have taken too long.

“No, not at all. This has been an excellent opportunity to revisit and refine my skills,” I said with a smile.

The conference room’s chaos faded behind us as we walked toward Baron’s office.

“I’ve encountered so many new industries and projects. It has been fascinating.”

“Your humility astounds me, Master Sebastian! I was beginning to believe there was nothing you don’t know,” he replied.

As soon as we arrived, Baron immediately began brewing a pot of coffee for me.

“You flatter me,” I said, waving. “I wasn’t trying to be humble.”

To be honest, many of the industries, businesses, and projects showcased at the forum were unfamiliar. Even those I had known during university had become distant after five years of marriage and firefighting. I managed to piece together context only because the proposals were so detailed.

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The logic of choosing investments remained consistent no matter how unfamiliar the industries seemed. With experience and technique, even industries one knew little about could become understandable.