The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 295

It was really noontime now.

“You’ve been having fun waging a comment war all night, Haven’t you?” Soren said, amused. “I didn’t call you earlier because of that. But it’s noontime now. We’re supposed to have lunch together, remember?”

I had completely forgotten about our date!

Still, I realized he knew exactly what I’d been up to. “How did you know?”

“You went viral,” Soren explained. “Some accounts posted screenshots of your beef with keyboard warriors and trolls. A lot of people are envious of your gift of the gab.”

I sat up straight. “Come on! How jobless and chronically online are they?!”

“Don’t panic, Taylor. It’s a good thing. Now everyone knows better than to provoke you. People are scared of getting on the receiving end of your lashing!”

He joked, but I felt pretty upset. I knew I’d used some scathing words last night, and I really thought he wouldn’t pay attention to internet drama. He was supposed to be too busy with confidential projects to be bothered!

Well, he knew after all!

of me now? Would he see me as a bitch in sheep’s clothing? Someone who looked like

I really went overboard last

and reassured me, “It’s not that bad. They deserved it.”

embarrassed. “You don’t think I kinda act like

would I think that? They’ve been defaming you

like about you–you’re feisty and bold.

like a superheroine. Seriously, Soren was a master of

have a

liked them submissive and demure. But

Soren laughed.

a knowing smile. “I’ve always been pretty

some reason, this guy seemed very pleased with himself since we decided to be together. Dude could almost give

again, I kind of liked it. He was outstanding, but the weight of his responsibilities was just as extraordinary. His family was so famous and important that it cast a shadow over his

his own. He’d lived like that for so long that he had to suppress

probably forgot he was allowed to relax and have fun. Or to just pat himself on the back and

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