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.

Sleeper, intervened. “Jesus, Ren. You really don’t know anything outside of work, do you? Models can’t have big boobs

and I fell

they were on fire. Then, suddenly, Soleil sat straight

in a futile attempt to cover my chest. Then I regretted it because it probably made Soren think I

just open my coat and expose myself–especially not with the seatbelt making my chest look

air seemed to

was unreadable, his gaze

had never seen him so flustered.

gentleman who would never do that to you!” Soleil said, her

jump out of the window and onto an oncoming truck. Just take me away from this

asked sternly,

You said you were taking me home, but that’s just a cover! Your real

her sharply on the

me, shock written all over her face. “What… What was

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