The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 282

“Alright,” I relented. “See you tonight.”

After the call ended, I focused on the crisis at hand.

I began drafting my response and simultaneously contacted the lawyer handling Edith’s case to get a referral for an attorney specializing in internet defamation.

I instructed Cherry to have our PR department gather data on the slander, compile it, and send it to Matt Cohen, my newly hired civil case lawyer.

It was noon by the time I finished.

I published my lengthy response and tipped off a few media outlets about it.

I decided to make a quick lunch, but before I could finish eating, my phone rang off the hook.

My friends were helping spread my response across social media. They even hired bots to help combat the trolls.

that reminded me of how well I’d lived my life. My family and ex were terrible people, but I had many friends who genuinely cared and helped

family–and I’d sometimes made mistakes in picking acquaintances–but I had chosen my friends, and they chose to stick by me. That alone spoke volumes

found out what happened later, and

the chaos, I received a message from

list of every single little thing you’ve done. I bet you’ve been waiting to guilt–trip me with it forever,

sent it, and I was

weren’t for me, you’d be six feet under and long forgotten. I think God made your disease come back because He took one

He probably realized he wasn’t going to win this argument.

into my social media account after being bombarded with notifications–and my inbox exploded!

haters. I skimmed through them all. But what really caught my attention wasn’t what the messages said–it was

I had to give myself credit. It was so well–written. Damn, it was at least 4,000 words!

I spoke about my selfless devotion, including how I became his long–time blood donor when he was sick.

about the wedding suit and gown, the planning, the jewelry–everything.

much effort and heart into a relationship if I had already fallen for

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