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.

now. See

“Right. Bye–bye.”

figure disappear through the automatic doors, completely dazed.

kept opening and closing as people came

of that cold touched me, though.

was sinking

later,

we spotted each other from across the hall, we waved excitedly and ran toward each other. “Welcome,

see you too, Mrs. CEO!”

tightly before

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

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

At 6’2“, his coat practically

else’s. I’m just… borrowing it. For

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from the coat, huh? Edward’s got pretty good

she thought it

her toward the parking

blinked. Then, after a beat,

to stare at me, looking as if I had just admitted to an affair.