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.

to a lady in a medieval tale. I had a feeling Michael had

two of us, it was back to the more

was everyone around Soren

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

straightened up and forced a smile, even though he couldn’t see me. “Good morning, Mr. Kenway. Thank you so much for your help yesterday.

why it meant so much to me–and why

show my gratitude, I’d like to treat you to lunch and discuss my plan to gradually repay

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

waiting for his

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

a

to sound casual to cover up my anxiety.

must have

briefly, probably giving instructions or making some

little while later, he

Chapter 48

a bit confused. “Sorry, could you repeat

chuckled. “When is the

God. He said yes. He said

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