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 off

to help

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

was impressive, and his mind remained sharp despite his age.

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

us inside. “Come, let’s

him into the house and

say, “See? I told you he

relief. Maybe

“Grandpa, Taylor got this for you. It’s Monet’s ‘The Cliff Walk at Pourville.‘ Where should

walls were adorned with paintings of every kind–like an art

is a good one.

at auctions. “We got it

“Thank you.”

shot Soren a sidelong glance, a sense of suspicion creeping