The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

I sincerely admired Soren. I just wanted his life to keep improving, I didn’t want anyone or anything to stain it- including myself

That was why I needed this ambiguity. As long as I could tell myself we were “just friends,” I could live with it

Soren and Soleil had already started eating,

“So, how’s the family issue?” Soren asked

“It’s all settled. My deadbeat dad was arrested after I presented a mountain of irrefutable evidence. I consulted a lawyer too, so I knew he’d be in jail for years,” I replied.

If the IRS decided to punish him severely for his tax evasion, he’d be in debt for the rest of his life. There was no coming back from that.

“Your mental fortitude is astounding,” Soren said. “Your own father was plotting against you, yet instead of throwing a tantrum, you calmly countered and destroyed him in such a short amount of time.”

“There was no point in throwing tantrums. He divorced my mom when I was a kid–that was when I first saw him for who he really was,” I replied. “I spent years plotting our revenge. If he hadn’t fired the first shot, I wouldn’t have had the opening ”

approval or surprise, I

like war,” he remarked.

Do I sound vindictive? Machiavellian? Cold and manipulative? I know he’s my dad. And, well, I did strike

is not a crime!” Soleil interjected. “Being a good person doesn’t mean being

is natural–especially when you’re just trying to survive. You never acted against them first. It was always a reaction. They treated you like

a little

its people. The way I see it, you weighed the country’s interests against

Soleil raised her glass. “A toast to

of emotional appeal,” I

it hard in many societies worldwide. We face more systemic hurdles and discrimination,

do for you? Nothing. They didn’t just fail to protect you-

bravery, and determination, you would’ve been done for a

spoken the words right out of my mouth.

I still have my grandmother and maternal aunt,”