The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

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1 had already consulted Are about the matter, so I had a rough idea of what was happening. Still, Cameron’s words caught me off guard.

“Is Harry really going to be released already? That was fast I exclaimed.

Seeing my confusion, she explained, “He won’t live much longer if he doesn’t get out soon!”

I followed her lead and replied coldly, “Why waste medical resources on him if he’s already on the verge of death? You’d only be prolonging his suffering.”

“Taylor! How could you say something like that?!” Cameron’s voice rose sharply. “He’s your father! You wouldn’t even be here without him!”

“Honestly, if I had a choice, I’d rather not have been born than have a sperm donor as Inhumane as him,” I shot back without hesitation.

Cameron’s lips trembled with an

her eyes reddening as she struggled to respond.

The hatred 1 had buried for so long resurfaced, and I could no longer hold back. “When my mom had cancer and couldn’t afford chemo, I begged you! Do you remember what you said back then?”

their expressions and words with a sneer. “That’s her fate. You should accept

that it’s Harry who’s dying,

only have prolonged her suffering. You couldn’t have saved

treatment will only prolong his suffering too, “I rebuked.

can live another three to five years if

can

conscience evident in her

to do? Would she be so desperate to save Harry if money weren’t involved, or if she didn’t have some ulterior

wasn’t trying to save him out of love–she just wanted to milk him for whatever he had left before he died. In the end, she was no better than a vulture feasting on a corpse.

wrong? Cat

obvious shame, she forced herself to say, “Whatever it is, he’s still

that, she turned and left

like an eternity, overwhelmed by helplessness and simmering rage.

thoughts spiraled uncontrollably, and I harbored a dark wish–that he would grow sicker and die soon so he’d immediately descend into hell, forced to fall to his knees and beg my

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