The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 125

The hall fell silent except for the somber funeral musle. Evrything felt unsettling. I studied hit quietly, even smiling a little. So there it was a wonderful show.

The diamond ring dazzled under the memorial hall’s lights I narrowed my eyes.

“I didn’t know you were such a natural performer,” I final remarked.

“No, It’s not a performance. I mean this from the bottom of my heart.” He looked up to meet my eyes. “Please forgive me… and be my wife.”

The crowd remained silent until, suddenly, someone called but from a corner, “Say yes! He’s not a bad guy! You know that, right?”

Another voice quickly followed. “To err is human, to forgive, divine! Give him another chance!!!

“It’s hard to find a good husband when you’re pushing 30, Taylor! Even harder to find a good man from a good family!”

“You might regret saying no this time!”

I laughed at the absurdity of their remarks. “Aww, if you like him so much, please, marry this poor man yourselves!”

died down

knee, holding the ring to my

Was be

I said yes? How long could he even last in that position with

you like with the help of public pressure?” I asked,

shook his head. “No. I just want to apologize in public as a sign of my sincerity. I want people to witness

replied loudly.

expression lit up at the hopeful drawl

everyone is here–including my relatives and elders—you’re right!

against Edward Kennedy will go to trial. Everyone

Not much, really! Just testify that he was the one who betrayed me first and that our relationship is utterly

the judge to void our civil partnership

will enjoy a lifetime special discount under my fashion company–as high

60%.”

in murmurs

God, they’re actually taking this

her mom, man.