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.”

Kenway. I’ll visit you next time,

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

his towering height, the gesture felt like a clear statement

what it was like to enjoy

my phone and bag with both hands.

turned

“Mm.”

head and a few of his men amiably saw us off, watching as we got into Soren’s Audi. Even after the door was closed,

premises, I turned to

a

been taken in by the IRS. She called me right away,” he said quietly.

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

got her.

phone to me. “She wants

raced as I

it to my ear. My pulse pounded so hard I could barely register what Soleil was saying.

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