The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 227

Huh? Edward was in critical condition?

But he had just participated in the academy’s centennial, and he seemed perfectly fine when he harassed me.

And now he was close to dying?

I quickly regained my composure and calmed myself, realizing that his death had nothing to do with me.

“How am I supposed to save him? P’m not a doctor,” I retorted. “Plus, we’re no longer together–there’s nothing left between us.”

“You can save him, Taylor. He needs a blood transfusion, but there’s not much RH–negative blood in the blood bank

“It’s going to be too late for him to wait for someone else’s donation, but you can save him… You’re the only one!” Sally’s tone was much more humble now, a stark contrast to her cursing last night.

Yet, a chill ran down my spine.

Their attitude toward me had only changed because they realized I was useful to them–this time, as a blood

donor.

“You’re his family, so one of you must have the same blood type. You don’t need to beg me this badly,” I rebuked.

“Edward’s father and aunt already donated their blood a few days ago and can’t donate again for a while… I wouldn’t have called you if I had any other choice, would I?”

already

he fainted and was taken away after our

sick again?” I

choked, then replied, “Yes…”

sneered. “Then there’s no reason for me to save him. He knows how bad his condition is, yet he still chose to drink so much… To the point of getting drunk. I should just let him die if

such a thing, Taylor?! Don’t you know he’s been drinking because

hasn’t he? Why would you be so merciless and

but accusatory. In fact, she was starting

she did was make me

I give him any of my precious blood to save him if I really wanted to force him to die? Are you

busy. Don’t call me again.”

cutting

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Chapter 277

depressing news, I couldn’t fall asleep

was finishing my shower and heading to the

it was just more harassment from the Kennedys. But when I

Soren: [Good morning.)

two words. Just two words from Soren were enough

light, and flashes of last

he officially trying to win me over? Or was he just testing the waters to

thought, I decided to reply with a simple

Me: [Good morning.]

stayed on my face for a