The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 338

I took a spot under the shade of a tree, glanced at my watch, and called out, “Five minutes left.”

Cameron crouched near Harry. “What are we gonna do? I don’t have the money for your treatment. This bitch is the only-”

“We should have never raised her!” Harry snarled, punching the grass.

Cameron’s sad eyes briefly turned red as she glanced at my mother and grandfather’s graves. “Then what? Are we really going to kneel in front of… them?!”

Harry said nothing. His fist trembled.

“One minute,” I reminded them, shifting my stance.

Cameron turned to me, thinking I was about to leave. “Wait!”

She tugged on Harry’s arm. “Just… just agree to it, okay? We’re the living. They’re dead. There’s nothing embarrassing about kneeling to two slabs of stone!”

his eyes bloodshot. “This is all your fault! If you hadn’t agreed to Maddison’s demand to

revenge for that? He had no idea

years of resentment–far greater than

Edward himself hadn’t agreed to

try asking the Kennedys for help? We’re friends, aren’t we? So why the hell isn’t Edward doing jackshit for me now?!” Harry demanded.

her tears and snarled, “Those jackasses aren’t gonna help either! I

Harry’s

flared up again, and he’s getting treatment. His blood type is so rare he might never recover!” Cameron snapped. “That

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the Kennedys and the Joneses

had turned. A few months ago, both families had been inseparable. Cameron had even

God really was watching.

waved to the Uber driver. “Let’s

“Stop!” Cameron cried.

agree to my proposal, and now I’m not allowed to leave?!” I snapped.