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.

outside of work, do you? Models

and I

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

it probably made Soren think

my coat and expose myself–especially not with the

to thicken with

was unreadable, his gaze distant.

had never seen him

do that to you!” Soleil said, her amusement evident as her eyes flickered to my

window and onto an oncoming truck. Just

his limit. His expression darkened as he asked sternly, “Do you want

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

her sharply on the waist to stop

stared at me, shock written all over her face. “What… What was that for?!

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