The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 340

Good. Cameron actually had some self–awareness.

They both knelt again.

When the time was up, Harry’s legs were shaky.

Cameron couldn’t support him alone and had to shout at her son, “Get over here and carry your father back down!”

Miles extended his hand. “How much are you paying?”

I burst out laughing. Jesus Christ, with a son like this, who needed enemies?!

“You little shit! He’s your father! How dare you ask for money to carry your own old man, you heartless scumbag

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I’d had enough of this circus and turned away, heading downhill. Meanwhile, I sent my grandmother and aunt the video I had recorded.

By the time I got back to my car, my aunt called. “Harry’s out of prison already?!”

pay for his treatment, so I made them go to Grandpa and

wouldn’t have died so soon if it weren’t

so too, but hey, if he wants me to keep paying for his treatment every month, he’s going to have to do this over and

keep paying

can’t abandon him as long as he’s alive. But then again, not all treatments cost the same. Some

don’t I? And then… well, it all depends on how long God lets

understood and sighed. “If you need any

“Thanks.”

call ended, I exhaled a long breath of relief. Some of my

and Cameron had probably never imagined this day would come.

were here to

2:00 p.m.

calling Soren–only for my phone to ring

about each other at the same

“Hello?”

matter you mentioned, or did

Chapter 340

“You

worried I’d miss another one.”

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