The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 207

“How long till your friend is here?” Soren asked.

I checked my phone. “About half an hour from now.”

Without warning, he slipped off his trench coat and draped it over me, pulling it down over my head.

“The temperature is below zero, and you’re still wearing so little. Ladies really do endure the cold for the sake of fashion,” he remarked.

“Ah, I’m fine!” I quickly protested, startled. “I’m not even cold! And if I take this, you’ll freeze once you step outside.”

“The car is right outside–I’ll be fine. But you’ll be here for another thirty minutes. I don’t want you freezing,” he insisted.

Worried that I might take it off, he grabbed the sleeves and tied them securely around my arms.

“Now you’re warm,” he said with satisfaction.

“Dude, I look like a prisoner tied up.”

He patted my head. “Never seen a prisoner this beautiful.”

My cheeks burned. My heart swelled with joy.

off now. See you tomorrow.”

“Right. Bye–bye.”

gallant figure disappear through the automatic doors, completely

arrival gate was heated, but the doors kept opening and closing as people

cold touched me, though. All

knew it then my heart was sinking deeper and deeper into this feeling.

an hour later, Amanda finally arrived.

across the hall, we waved excitedly and ran toward

to see you too, Mrs.

before pulling apart.

gave me a once–over and sniffed the air curiously. What perfume

still wrapped in. She tilted her head. “Wait a sec… This is a men’s trench

all tailored. At 6’2“, his coat practically swallowed

borrowing it.

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came from the coat, huh? Edward’s got pretty good taste!”

thought it belonged to

one of her suitcases and started leading her toward the parking

a beat, her mouth fell open.

me, looking as if I had just admitted to an