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 marry Edward, we

thought this was revenge for that? He had no idea how much I

the culmination of years of resentment–far greater than whatever anger Maddison’s pathetic little ploy had

done anything if Edward himself hadn’t agreed to it! I was just trying to grant

the Kennedys for help? We’re friends, aren’t we? So why

jackasses aren’t gonna help either! I asked twice, and they didn’t even

hope in Harry’s

caught up in some incriminating mess! Edward’s old disease flared up again, and he’s getting treatment. His blood type is so rare he might never recover!” Cameron snapped. “That might be why Sally won’t

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and the Joneses were no longer friends

few months ago, both families had been inseparable. Cameron had even treated Edward better

God really

on.” I waved to the Uber driver. “Let’s

“Stop!” Cameron cried.

now