The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 48

To Soren, it was probably as easy as taking candy from a baby.

I hesitated. Should I contact him to express my gratitude?

I thought about it for a while and decided to stick to my usual principle: a little gratitude could never hurt. Whether he accepted it or not was up to him.

1 sifted through the stack of business cards I had collected and found the one Michael had given me.

Michael answered the phone. “Miss Jones, hello.”

This must be Soren’s PR office’s number. Someone like him wouldn’t hand out his personal contact details so casually.

“Hi, Mr. Kidd. I’d like to thank Mr. Kenway for his help yesterday. Is this a good time?” I asked, getting straight to the point.

“Of course, Miss Jones. Just a moment,” he replied.

“Got it.”

I remembered how he had addressed me–Fair Miss Taylor ones.

a medieval tale. I

it was back to the

Soren so emotionally intelligent?

the other end of the line before a cool, composed voice reached

even though he couldn’t see me. “Good morning, Mr. Kenway. Thank you so much for your

That’s why it meant so much to me–and

like to treat you to lunch and discuss my plan to gradually

from you–I can return it now, with interest, since I didn’t

paused, waiting for his

was certain he would decline–he must be busy every single day. But that was fine. I was mostly saying

for a moment,” he said.

I replied, trying to sound

my call must have interrupted

speaking to Michael briefly,

later, he

Chapter 48

confused. “Sorry,

is the meal?”

He said yes. He

Tomorrow’s Friday, so… how about tomorrow night? I suggested.