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.

It was times like these that reminded me of how well I’d lived my life. My family and

chosen my friends, and they chose to stick by me. That alone spoke volumes about who I was as

what happened later, and I had to calm them down too.

the chaos, I received a message

thing you’ve done. I bet you’ve been waiting to guilt–trip me with it forever, huh? Want me to sing

who sent it, and

should sing hymns about my amazing deeds, you ingrate. If it 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 look at how you treated your savior and went, “Alright, what an

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

account after being

them all. But what really caught

to give myself credit. It was so well–written. Damn, it was at

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

suit and gown, the planning, the jewelry–everything. I

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

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