The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 209

I didn’t say anything in response. Maybe it was true–maybe they were more than just “siblings” or friends. I certainly thought it was possible.

But it didn’t matter anymore.

“The food’s here. Let’s dig in,” I said, determined to change the subject.

As we were eating, two people passed by us.

Then, a loud, sharp voice called out, sweetly but sharply, “Oh my God, is that you, Taylor Jones? And Amanda Collins, too! I guess it’s for the centennial, huh?”

We both turned at the same time to see a young woman draped in jewelry and heavy makeup.

It took me a moment to finally call out, tentatively, “Is that you, Candy Frieze?”

Amanda, ever bold, added, “Who the hell operated on your face? I didn’t even recognize you!”

Candy’s expression faltered.

taught you how to speak?” she snapped.

lips. “She taught me honesty, at

was my best friend’s restaurant, and I didn’t

“Did you come

strutting a bit. “Not exactly. I’ve achieved quite a lot out there, and now I’m back to start my own business. I just thought I’d show up at the centennial to catch up with old friends.”

“Wow.

replied, offering a smile.

also my rival and nemesis back then. We had similar grades, the same social status, and even our looks were comparable.

one who edged out with

other again. I didn’t expect

felt bad for what she had done to her face. She looked like a doll now, but her original look

blended in with the sea of Instagram and

best part was that you’re the one who did it! You really are my betters, aren’t you? Just so good at what you

replied, keeping my

Are you sure you can even afford your meal?”