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.

mom never taught you how to speak?” she snapped.

pursed her lips. “She taught

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

you come back from abroad

now I’m back to start my own business. I just thought I’d

“Wow.

I replied, offering

coursemate too, but she was also my rival and nemesis back then. We had similar grades, the same social status, and even our looks

I was the one who edged out with more recognition and honor. That only fueled

seen each other again. I didn’t expect her to still treat me as an enemy after all

felt bad for what she had done to her face. She looked like

the sea of Instagram

went bankrupt and your father’s in jail. The best part was that you’re the one who did it! You really are my betters, aren’t

compliment,” I replied, keeping my tone neutral.

you’re broke now, right? Are you sure you can