The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 129

I was dumbfounded. “Didn’t you tell me to wait a little longer?”

Before the agent could respond, a low, gentle voice called out from outside, “Hey, Taylor.”

Oh my God. Soren?!

“W–Why are you here?”

He beckoned to me. “Over here.”

Overjoyed, I hurried toward him, grinning like an idiot.

As he led me out of the section and through the IRS office, he placed a hand on my shoulder. Before long, the head of the IRS came rushing toward us.

“Mr. Kenway! Good afternoon! You should have informed us you were coming—we would have welcomed you right at the entrance,” he said.

Soren offered a faint smile and replied, “I didn’t want to trouble the department. This isn’t official business. I’m just here to get someone and will be leaving soon.”

“Will you stay for a chat?”

need to be elsewhere.”

journey, Mr. Kenway. I’ll visit you next time, the

had been silent the whole time, my eyes fixed on the hand he had

as intimate as a hand on my lower back, but given his towering height, the gesture felt like a clear statement

what it was like to enjoy superiority due to high status.

with both hands. “Your belongings,

smiled and turned to Soren.

“Mm.”

amiably saw us off, watching as we got into Soren’s Audi.

the car pulled out of the IRS premises, I turned to Soren in surprise.

a

hang out, but your assistant told her you’d been taken in by the IRS. She

at the screen. “She’s calling

Yes, I got her. She’s

the phone to me. “She wants to

raced as I took it.

warm, and that warmth lingered on the phone as I pressed it to my ear. My pulse pounded so hard I could barely register what Soleil was saying.

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