The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 24

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Even through Soren’s clothes, I could feel his thigh muscles strong, compact, and powerful.

His entire body was as perfect as a professional male models, judging by the proportions of his waist and hips, his shoulders, thighs, height, and leg length.

“Did you record everything, Cherry?” I asked, as matter–of–factly as I could.

“Yeap.”

I

I put away my tools and began asking each client for their preferences.

Some liked empire dresses, while others preferred loose cuts. The older women favored longer hemlines, while the younger ones opted for short skirts,

I made notes on my tablet.

By the time we were done, it was nearly noon.

I felt we had overstayed our welcome. I made up an excuse about needing to be

frowned slightly. “I’ve got lunch with Mr. Chance, so I can’t stay

You can see Miss Jones off,”

necessary, ma’am.

he assumed a gentlemanly gesture. “Right this

and incredibly well–mannered–yet still someone at the very top of society. It was hard not to feel

decided to follow him. It was a good

the pavilion, I handed my bag to Cherry and told her to wait in the

to you,” I said,

his face. “You still have

at him timidly. “It’s your belonging. I wouldn’t

expect you to remember it was mine,” he said.

recalled the moment. “Well, you’re not wrong. I was distressed.

could see. “I’ve washed it clean.” “Keep it. I don’t take back my gifts. If you don’t want it, you can just throw it away.” I was startled. Was he a hygiene freak who didn’t like using things others had used? He seemed to

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Chapter 24

man in a suit approached. “Mr. Kenway, we should get moving ”

and gestured for me to follow.

about a handkerchief, I took it