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.

knew how to get

lunged to snatch my phone, but I ducked, retorting, “Hey, a gentleman doesn’t try to

sprang from his seat. Using his height advantage, he

up, circled the table, and cried, “Wait! Don’t delete it! Can’t I at least keep

didn’t even realize I was getting closer and closer to his chest as

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

late,

burned as I pushed him away slightly.

up at him, and leaned in. His face searched for the right angle before his lips claimed mine.

hand and got caught between us. He set it on the

Someone might see…”

against my ear before deepening the

the manager to leave us alone unless we specifically called

was so suggestive sitting on his lap, feeling something pressing against me from

nervous and pushed him away a

about?” he asked quietly, his head blocking the overhead light. He looked