The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 360

We exchanged a glance. Soren tightened his grip as if afraid might run away and then approached the old man.

“Grandpa? Good morning! I’ve come with my girlfriend,” he called softly, smiling.

William sat up straight, studying us with sharp, shrewd eyes. His face held a commanding presence, the kind that came only with experience.

“Good morning, sir. I’m Taylor Jones.”

William smiled. “Your stories precede you, my dear.”

“I hope they’re the favorable kind.”

“They are. I remember you from more than a decade ago a little girl with the bravest heart and spirit. You saved Ren’s life twice! He’s never forgotten you.”

the blanket

moved to help him

saw your grandmother,” he said, smiling. “I heard you were hiding in your room!”

impressive, and his mind remained sharp despite his

“You’ve got a good memory, sir. I saw a few soldiers through the crack in the door and got nervous. Grandma

and waved us inside. “Come,

helped him into the house and shot

seemed to say, “See? I told you

exhaled in relief. Maybe

for you. It’s Monet’s ‘The Cliff Walk at Pourville.‘ Where should we

were adorned with paintings of every kind–like an

is a good one. Where did you find

it at an auction.

“Thank you.”

a sense