The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 159

I let my arm fall in silence, and the coat unfurled on its own

I wondered if the previous conversation had influenced my thoughts. It seemed that the safety belt made them appear stronger and firmer.

I really wanted to cover them with the coat, but I didn’t warn Soren to think I saw him as some kind of perv

In silence, I studied his face. He was leaning against the door, his elbow propped on the window, supporting his chin. I could see his Adam’s apple sliding up and down.

For some reason, I found it hot. It was manly. It even made me wonder if he was trying to suppress something

I gulped and quickly searched for a new topic. Before I could speak, his phone rang

Soren’s arm–the one closest to me–moved as he reached for his phone. I made sure to give him as much space and privacy as I could.

“Hello? Yes, Mom. On the way home. She’s with me. Right. We’ll be sending Taylor home first, so we’ll be a little late. Yes, you should sleep first. Goodnight.”

It had to be Lisbeth. Knowing her daughter was out, she probably called to check if she were okay.

These two were adults, and yet their mother still doted on them. I couldn’t help but feel a little jealous.

least the call changed the atmosphere. It made it easier to shift the subject. “Madame

worry if Sol isn’t home

who truly love

reminded Soren of something. “What about

I’m about to be as divorced from them as possible.”

If you need any help,

“Right.”

was gentle and deep, while mine probably looked shy despite the

us looked

where words weren’t necessary to understand each other’s thoughts. As we locked

with an impulse. I wanted to

down his throat. His fingers curled around

same urge.

I was sure one of us

pulled up to the curb. “Mr. Kenway, Miss Jones.

our reverie and quickly looked

door. I couldn’t tell if she was really

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