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.

how

taught me honesty,

was determined not to let this escalate into an argument. This was my best friend’s

“Did you come back from abroad

away, strutting a bit. “Not exactly. I’ve achieved quite a lot out there, and now I’m back to

“Wow.

I replied, offering a

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

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

I didn’t expect her to still treat me as an enemy after all these

looked like a doll now, but her original look had been far more memorable and striking

with the sea

with a bright smile. “I heard your family 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 you? Just so good at what you

the compliment,” I replied, keeping

broke now, right? Are you