The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 344

What was I going to do? I was the one at fault here!

After a few seconds, I teased him, “Lord Soren? His most illustrious Lord Soren?”

Soren shot me a cold look. “This isn’t gonna work.”

“What can I do to make it work?” I asked sincerely.

He didn’t respond. His chiseled lips remained pressed together. I shook his hand, but he swiftly jerked it away from my grip.

I sighed. “You’re so juvenile.”

Suddenly, I aimed my camera at his face.

Alert, he demanded, “What are you doing?”

“Recording Lord Soren’s tantrum for posterity. It’s a rare phenomenon, you know?” I said, pressing the record button.

always knew how to get under

I ducked, retorting, “Hey, a gentleman doesn’t try to steal a

Using his height advantage, he easily grabbed

and cried, “Wait! Don’t delete it! Can’t I at

I made. I didn’t even realize I was getting closer and closer to his

phone. Seeing that he hadn’t deleted the video, I sighed in relief–only to feel his

too late, that he’d planned this.

him away slightly. “What are you

force me to look up at him, and leaned in.

caught between us. He set it

Not here… Someone might

against my ear before deepening the

manager to leave us alone unless we specifically called for them.

suggestive sitting on

grew nervous and pushed him away a little. “S–Soren,

quietly, his head blocking the overhead light.