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?”

I need to be

visit you next time, the

the whole time, my eyes fixed on the hand he had placed

my lower back, but given his towering height, the gesture felt like

what it was like to enjoy superiority due to

phone and bag with both hands.

and turned to Soren.

“Mm.”

saw us off, watching as we got

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

a

assistant told her you’d been taken in by the IRS. She called me right away,” he said

and he glanced at the screen. “She’s calling again…”

Yes, I got her. She’s

me. “She wants to speak to

raced as

to my ear. My pulse pounded so hard I could

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