The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 190

If this were a few days ago, 1 would have been overjoyed and excited.

But now, I couldn’t shake the image of Edward as the paramedics tried to resuscitate him.

The thought of getting close to a guy I’d had my eye on made me feel ashamed. It felt like I was becoming one of those “pick–me” girls who couldn’t live without a man.

“I don’t think I can tonight,” I fibbed, “My grandma’s having me over for dinner.”

“Oh, understood,” he replied, his tone cordial. “Let’s do this some other time.”

“Yeah.”

I hated myself.

I despised Edward. Lord knew how much I had prayed for a divorce. Yet, now that my dream was finally close to becoming a reality… why did I feel so conflicted?

Was it because of what he was going through?

I slapped myself mentally. Damn my bleeding heart! Wake up, Taylor! I couldn’t show mercy and compassion to a fuckboy unless I wanted to be fucked over for the rest of my life!

for our divorce to be finalized,

years and six months in prison, along

because Cameron called me, shouting in anger about it. It didn’t hurt me, though, for two reasons: one, I was used

Harry Jones was finally facing the consequences of his actions. The law was handing

all the pain I’d gone through, my life was finally improving. Hope was shining

was approaching fast. The suit I had made for Soren was finally finished too.

asked me to deliver it to his house instead. Since I hadn’t visited his mother in a while, I figured it

colder. Winter gales had been howling for two days, and rumors had it that snow was coming. I picked out a nice woolly

home. She’d flown abroad a couple of days ago for her concert.

familiar Bentley state limo arrived

The ride was as peaceful and uneventful as

of hers in her faculty,

Jean was also invited, he immediately contacted her, asking if they could meet in private to reminisce about

a screenshot of

his stupid social circle, you know! I know

+25 BONUS

Chapter 190

when he’s already

everything I’d been through with Edward, “The King of Shitheads,” I found Jean’s