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

“I’ve got lunch with Mr. Chance, so

Miss Jones

necessary, ma’am. 1-”

finish, he assumed a gentlemanly gesture. “Right this way, Miss

at the very top of society. It was hard not

follow him. It was a good opportunity to return the

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

to return this to you,” I said, handing him the neatly

smile spread across his face.

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

it was mine,”

“Well, you’re not wrong. I was distressed. I’ve never cried

he 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

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Chapter 24

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

gestured for me to

embarrassed to argue about a handkerchief, I took it back.