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?”

Just a little

sure about that? Should

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

his thigh, and his palm was slick with red. Drops fell steadily onto the floor.

his anger, I warned

on

“Shouldn’t we go to the

I said sharply.

checked. My long sleeves had protected my arm from most of the blade, and it was nothing more than

gritted his teeth against the pain. “The Kenways are more complicated than you think, Taylor. You’ll never be one

your opinion,” I

toward me, but his legs were shaky. It could have been

didn’t offer to help him up. Instead, I called the property manager.

allow him to be escorted out by security.

defeat. “Fine then, Taylor. You’re colder

limped out, his wounded leg

the floor, I took out my first–aid kit and started tending to my own

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