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?”

thanks. I need to

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

my eyes fixed on the hand he had placed on

wasn’t as intimate as a hand on my lower back, but given his towering height, the gesture

finally understood what it was like

bag with both hands. “Your belongings, Miss Jones.”

and turned to

“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

a

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

glanced at the screen.

I got

he passed the phone to me.

as

to my ear. My pulse pounded

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