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 can’t

both Soren and I fell silent.

it was an autumn evening or the car was cool at 20°C. My cheeks felt like they were on

to cover my chest. Then I regretted it because it probably made Soren think I was self–conscious about it. What if he thought I

coat and expose myself–especially not with the seatbelt making my

air seemed to thicken

expression was unreadable, his gaze distant.

never seen him

never do that to you!” Soleil said, her amusement evident

jump out of the window and onto an

reached his limit. His expression darkened as he asked sternly, “Do you want me to throw you out of this

never wanted me in this car from the start! You said you were taking me home, but that’s just a cover! Your real intention is- Oww!”

the waist to stop

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

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