The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Author: Dream Searcher

I expected him to blow up in my face. Instead, after a pause, he replied, “Alright. See you tonight.”

Three years ago, Edward and I had created a haute couture fashion house, The Edwardian Taylor. By this point, it had become a massive success.

Edward financed the operation while I was the principal designer. Honestly, he was the one winning without lifting a finger—especially considering its net worth now.

It could easily be traded publicly, making even more money, and yet he would give The Edwardian Taylor away for his beloved Maddie.

Talk about true love…

After getting up, I scanned the wedding preparations in my room, and the sight stung my eyes. I would have loved to burn them all.

I called a packing company to handle everything related to him.

God, I felt lucky that I had insisted he could only have me after we were married. I would never want anything of his inside me.

Once the house was cleaned up, I changed into my clothes and applied my best makeup. It was then that I heard car engines from outside.

Well, well. Edward had come, along with his mother, Sally Brown. Was she worried that her son would get the shorter end of the deal?

“Oh, you’re back,” I called from my seat on the couch, glancing at Sally. “You’re here too, Mrs. Kennedy.”

Sally forced an awkward smile. “I thought you’d call me ‘Mom,’ dear.”

I stretched my lips wide. “My mom’s been dead for a while.”

Sally’s expression froze before becoming wooden.

Edward’s face darkened. “Don’t take it out on my mom, Taylor.”

“I see this as a parenting failure, Ed. Maybe I should take it out on your dad, too,” I taunted.

his voice in

my lips

pulled him by

said quietly. “Let’s not

the table in front of me. “The business is all yours, as

through

about my gown? You’ll pay for that, right?” I

frowned. “How much?”

dollars after the

“Are you insane?”

leered at her. “Are you? You should ask your son what the fashion world

They fell silent.

one who insisted on having it. Mr. Kennedy will buy anything for her, won’t

at me

I knew it!

had always been like that—she would do anything to

his money, so why was mine the one he chose? It

hesitated briefly before agreeing.

incredulity. “Have you lost your mind?! You might as well burn your money!”

so sick that she can’t pick the jewelry

hearing his

God! Are you going to do everything she demands, Edward? Will you

just a pragmatic arrangement—she’s too sick to do her own shopping, and you no longer have any reason to use

Kennedy, do you even

my

had saved his life. He had sworn he would love me and only me

I do love you, okay?”

just… sympathy, okay? She’s so young—she’s younger than you by

she’s going to die soon. Don’t you feel sad

remembered how Maddison had damaged my clothes with scissors when we were kids. She would throw waste

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