The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 116

+26 BONUS

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 two?! I’ve never seen you make clothes for any

that a latecomer like Soren could rival his position

he was holding my hand high in the air–the same hand that was holding a pair of

sharpness

little but couldn’t free myself. “Let go, Edward! I’m holding

hear me. Jealousy

you hear me? Maddison is dead now, Taylor! We can be together again!

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

kind of narcissistic bullshit

nuts!”

rang.

Should I

I could decide, Edward saw the screen

filled with rage

I quickly turned

my phone back!” I

ignored me and answered the call. “Fuck you, Kenway! Stop harassing Taylor! We’re never getting a divorce, don’t even think about taking