The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 155

We divided the wine equally among ourselves. It was delicious but not at all intoxicating.

As we were finishing our meal, I sent Soren a heads–up.

Soren: [I’ll be there in half an hour.]

Estimating when he’d arrive, we decided to leave.

Jean insisted on seeing us off, following us all the way to the entrance.

Soren’s car pulled up just in time.

Jean casually sidled up next to me and whispered, “Spill the tea, girl. When did you two start?”

“What do you mean? Are you drunk?” I replied, feigning innocence.

“Miss me with your acting, Tay!”

“You’re misjudging our relationship, Jeannie,” I said sincerely. “I’m not even legally divorced yet. How could we possibly be together? Even if I were, I’m the daughter of a white–collar criminal who’s in jail! How are we supposed to be together?”

she knew the gap between Soren

out as the

for us. “Miss

tossed him

Soren’s gaze landed on me. “How

of the valets nearby. “I’ll ask one of

in. I’ll

“No, really, I’m fine! I can

toward the car. “It’s just

just… I need my car for work tomorrow!” I had

skill issue.” Soleil turned to Michael. “Mike, leave my car here for the night. We can get John to drive it back tomorrow. You

Jones, your car

“Um…”

Jean finally joined in. “You drank some wine, and I don’t feel safe letting a valet drive you home

how dangerous this is?!” Soleil added, tugging

had no choice…

“Thanks, Michael.”

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