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

I’ll visit you

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

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

I finally understood what it was like to enjoy

bag with both hands. “Your belongings,

you.” I smiled and turned

“Mm.”

off, watching as we got into Soren’s Audi. Even after the door was closed, he waved. “Drive safely!”

IRS premises, I

a

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

rang, and he glanced at

Yes, I got her.

passed the phone to me. “She wants to speak to you.”

raced as I took

on the phone as I pressed it to my ear. My pulse pounded so

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