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

quickly moved to help him up.

only saw your

was impressive, and his mind

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

and waved us inside.

into the house

smile seemed to say, “See? I told you he

Maybe

handed William the gift from me. “Grandpa, Taylor got this for you. It’s Monet’s

scanned the living room. His walls were adorned with paintings of every kind–like an art gallery. Would he really like

examined the painting. “Oh, this is a good one. Where did you find it?”

got it at an auction. Soren mentioned you appreciate fine art.”

“Thank you.”

sidelong glance, a sense of suspicion creeping