The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 116

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Edward knew that my specialty was women’s wear. Nearly very award I had won thus far had been for women’s clothing.

The only time I had ever received an award for men’s wear was right before graduation. That design was still locked behind the glass cabinet at the National Academy’s fashion design course.

The only other piece I had made for a man was Edward’s welding tuxedo. It was perfectly crafted, too.

See, it wasn’t that I couldn’t design men’s clothing well. It was just that I had limited time and energy to focus my branding, and I believed women’s clothing was the more rewarding choice.

I didn’t want to respond to him at all.

But somehow, he guessed it correctly anyway. “You’re making a suit for Soren.”

Edward didn’t even phrase it as a question. He was that sure of himself.

1 straightened up from my work and said more firmly, “Get out of here, Edward.”

you make clothes for any man except me! But now, you’re already making one

Soren could

hurt. Worse, he was holding my hand high in the air–the same hand that was holding a pair

were well–known for the sharpness

free myself. “Let go, Edward! I’m holding

me. Jealousy had consumed him.

Maddison is dead now, Taylor! We can be

together for more than six years! I don’t believe you could just stop loving me like that! You’re

kind of narcissistic bullshit

you’re nuts!” I yelled.

phone rang. I

Soren! Should

I could decide, Edward saw

eyes filled with rage and hostility.

he was about to try to grab my phone, so I quickly turned to take it.

my phone back!” I shouted.

Taylor! We’re never getting a divorce, don’t even think about taking her from me!”