The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 226

“Shh…” I quickly interrupted Soren, feeling extremely nervous. “I’ll handle this. Trust me, please.”

Soren nodded. I could tell he was a little excited by the look on his handsome face.

“Alright, I trust you. And T… I’ll be waiting for you,” he said.

“Okay.”

“You should head up soon. It’s cold out here,” he urged. “Call me if you need any help.‘

“Okay.” I nodded and started to take my leave.

Before I did, I reminded him, “Hurry home and get some rest, okay? Remember, your health is your best asset, so you mustn’t overwork yourself.”

“Whatever you say,

“Okay… Bye then.”

“Bye…”

boss”

I turned around a few times as I walked, glancing back after every few steps. Soren was still standing by his car until I entered my building and stepped into the elevator.

Once I reached my apartment, I looked over from the balcony and saw that his car was still there. But I couldn’t see him anymore because my view was blocked.

I leaned against the balcony and sighed softly, my mind flooding with flashes of what had happened in the car.

After a while, I got up and looked again.

This time, I saw Soren’s Rolls Royce driving off, quickly disappearing from my view, swallowed by the darkness of the night.

I gathered my thoughts and entered my room, burying myself in my work to calm my nerves.

By 11:00 p.m., I’d finished a few design drafts, taken a shower, and gotten into bed.

I somehow managed to fall asleep, but then I suddenly felt like my phone was ringing.

Still groggy, I picked it up and saw an unknown number calling.

I assumed it was probably a scam, so I hung up.

As soon as I placed my phone back down, the same number called again.

Reluctantly, I answered. “Hello?”

“Hello, your friend’s gotten drunk and is lying at our bar. Could you come pick him up, please?”

I couldn’t recognize the voice, but I was stunned by what I heard. “Who’s this friend of mine?”

“I don’t know, miss, I’m just the bartender. He’s really drunk and gave me your number when I asked how he was

going to get home. Honestly, I’m not even sure if this is the right number…”

The bartender then tried waking the drunk man, loudly enough that I could hear him.

voice of the drunk man saying,

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out of it, I could immediately tell it was

muumber,” I sald, hanging up right

couldn’t get back to sleep that night

should get alcohol poisoning and die from

instant, I was shocked at myself for how

down, I decided to call the Kennedys, planning to share some news while I had the chance.

was already past midnight, but their butler answered

message and been done, but then an idea struck me. Thus, I asked the butler

you out of your mind, Taylor? Why are you calling me this late?”

and said Edward’s completely drunk at his place, so I thought I’d let you know out of kindness

leave me alone and even said

better keep an eye on him if you don’t want your daughter

Taylor! I loved you like a mother since you lost yours, but now I see you’re a

I admitted. “So don’t anger me anymore, or there will be hell to pay!”

the call

by passing along the bartender’s message. Whether Edward lived or died was no

concem.

my surprise, I woke abruptly early the

phone buzzed, displaying another unknown

“Hello?“

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Soren, feeling extremely nervous. “I’ll handle this.

a little excited by

I trust you. And T… I’ll be waiting for

“Okay.”

cold out here,” he urged. “Call me

I nodded and started

reminded him, “Hurry home and get some rest, okay? Remember, your health is your best asset,

“Whatever you say,

“Okay… Bye then.”

“Bye…”

boss”

as I walked, glancing back after every few steps. Soren was still standing by his car until I entered my

the balcony and saw that his car was still there. But I couldn’t see

and sighed softly, my mind flooding

a while, I got up and looked

Soren’s Rolls Royce driving off, quickly disappearing from my view, swallowed

room, burying myself in my work to

design drafts,

fall asleep, but then I suddenly felt like my phone

it up and saw an

a scam, so

placed my phone back down, the same number called again.

answered. “Hello?”

is lying at our bar.

I was stunned by what I heard. “Who’s this friend of mine?”

don’t know, miss, I’m just the bartender. He’s really drunk and gave me your number

get home. Honestly, I’m not even sure if this

drunk man, loudly enough that I could hear