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?”

warily at Edward. “Nothing. Just a little situation can handle

about that? Should I

necessary, Mr. Kenway. Anyway, I have to go for now. I’ll talk to you later.”

rise. Blood still seeped from his thigh, and his palm was slick with red. Drops fell steadily onto

injury might fuel his anger, I warned him, “Leave, or I’ll call

straightening his back. His eyes drifted to the blood on my arm, and his expression changed- apathetic, angry, yet strangely

“Shouldn’t we go

I said sharply.

had protected my arm from most of the blade, and

the pain. “The Kenways are more complicated than you think, Taylor. You’ll never be one of them. You need to stop holding onto

didn’t ask for your opinion,” I

shaky. It could have been the pain or

help him up.

allow him to be

bitter smile, he admitted defeat. “Fine then, Taylor. You’re colder than I

his back and limped out,

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

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Chapter 117