The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 158

As a consolation, they had told me I’d make a perfect lingerie model. They had suggested I consider it.

Consider my ass! I loved money, but that was a line I would never cross!

Besides, I’d already been harassed several times by creeps while working as a model. When Edward heard about it, he insisted I quit the job.

Reflecting on it now, I had to admit–those days were truly wonderful. I stayed busy, yes, but I was full of energy. and each day felt like a fresh adventure. I never felt tired.

I couldn’t say the same these days, though. As the head of a company, I was constantly overwhelmed. Even spending time with my closest friends over good food and wine had become a rare indulgence.

A single, innocent remark sent my mind spiraling down memory lane.

In the real world, however, Soren was still trying to understand what I meant. “Your figure is somehow not qualified?”

“No. If I were, I’d be a supermodel by now,” I replied.

He fell into stunned silence, but I was too self–conscious to explain exactly what I meant.

anything outside of work,

both Soren and I

was an autumn evening or the car was cool at 20°C. My cheeks felt like they were on fire. Then, suddenly, Soleil sat straight up and asked Soren, “But

at my coat in a futile attempt to cover my chest. Then I regretted it because it probably

expose myself–especially not

seemed to thicken with

expression was unreadable, his gaze

had never seen him so flustered.

to mean? My brother is a certified gentleman who would never do that to you!” Soleil said, her

I could just jump out of the window and onto an oncoming truck. Just take me away

His expression darkened as he asked sternly, “Do you want me to throw

I knew it! You never wanted me in this car from the start! You said you were taking me home,

the waist to stop her.

all over her face. “What… What was that for?! Are you bullying me with

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