The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 117

Chapter 117

Edward had it worse. The scissors had plunged straight into his thigh, creating a bloody gash.

I watched as blood seeped from between his fingers, even as he tried to cover it.

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My breath came in shallow gasps, shock and anxiety overwhelming me, yet somewhere in the back of my mind, I thought he’d brought this on himself.

The phone had fallen to the side. Amid the silence, we suddenly heard Soren’s worried voice.

I snapped out of my daze and searched for my phone. Finally, I spotted it.

Edward reached for it first, but I moved faster. I grabbed it and stepped back, putting space between us.

“Mr. Kenway!” I greeted.

It was rare to hear Soren–who usually spoke in a calm, mill, gentlemanly manner–sound so anxious. “Taylor! What happened? Are you alright?”

at Edward. “Nothing. Just

sure about that? Should I

Kenway. Anyway, I have to go for

the call and watched Edward rise. Blood still seeped from his thigh, and his palm was slick with

his anger, I warned him, “Leave, or I’ll

stood slowly, straightening his back. His eyes drifted to the blood on my arm, and his expression

hurt,” he said. “Shouldn’t we

fine,” I said sharply.

sleeves had protected my arm from most of

think, Taylor. You’ll never be one of them. You need

didn’t ask for your opinion,” I

me, but his legs were shaky. It could have been the pain or the blood loss. Either way, he ended up

offer to help him up. Instead, I called the property manager.

to be escorted out

“Fine then, Taylor. You’re

back and limped out, his wounded leg dragging behind him.

out a relieved sigh after he left. Once I’d cleaned the blood from the floor, I took out my first–aid kit and started tending to my

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Chapter 117