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.

lady in a medieval tale. I had a feeling Michael had used that formality because Maddison was there.

was just the two of us, it was back

around Soren so

a cool, composed voice reached me. “You were looking for me, Miss

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

late mother’s. That’s why it meant so much to me–and

treat you to lunch

return it now, with interest, since I

waiting for

day. But that was fine. I was mostly saying

for a

sound casual

no, my call must have interrupted his

him speaking to Michael briefly, probably giving

little while later, he returned. “When?”

Chapter 48

“Sorry, could you repeat that?”

“When is the meal?”

my God. He said yes. He said yes!

Tomorrow’s Friday, so… how about