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.

medieval tale. I had a feeling Michael had used that formality

the two of us, it was back to

Soren so emotionally intelligent?

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

me. “Good morning, Mr. Kenway. Thank you so much for your help yesterday.

returned was my late mother’s. That’s why it meant so much to me–and why your gesture truly

gratitude, I’d like to treat you to lunch and discuss

the 7,000,000 dollars I borrowed from you–I can return it now, with interest, since I didn’t end up

for his reply.

single day. But that

hold for a

replied, trying to sound casual to cover

must have interrupted his

hear him speaking to Michael briefly, probably giving instructions

little while later, he

Chapter 48

“Sorry, could you repeat that?”

“When is the

God. He said

Friday, so… how about tomorrow night? I