The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 105

Soleil led Brenda and me to the lounge on the second floor while instructing one of her people to bring needles and thread.

Brenda had wanted to remove the dress so I could work on it, but since we couldn’t find a shirt in her size, I had to sew it while she was still wearing it.

Still,

half an hour later, I had repaired the dress so well that no one would have guessed it had been ruined. “See that? This is what it means to have a big heart, Brenda You should learn from her instead of your self- important friends with main character syndromes,” Soleil sharked between bites of her pastry.

Brenda looked pretty upset but wasn’t about to defy the Kenway heiress.

“It’s all Edith’s fault!” she grumbled. “I’m so not her friend anymore!”

Soleil clapped the crumbs off her hands. “Aite. Let’s go, Miss Jones!”

“Miss Jones?” I laughed. “What happened to ‘Tay‘?”

“Fine, Tay. In return, you can only call me Sol.”

of fun. It

my questions and decided to ask, “You knew me, didn’t you? Back when we

awkwardly. “Well, you did just go viral on the Internet. Also, being

only knew me

You got

my heart was beating fast. “When did you really know me, Sol? And why is your family

“Oopsie, he’s here!”

I turned. Soren!

gotta ask my brother yourself.

just like that, she exited the room through another

my heart quickening its pace.

convinced that I wasn’t overthinking our interactions. There were too many so–called coincidences–because none of them had been

trying to approach me, and the rest

calm

what you had to go through, Taylor. We

your fault? Brenda was fooled by Edith’s made–up

the hosts, Taylor. We shouldn’t have let our guests