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.”

pulled the blanket off

to help him

but we only saw your grandmother,” he said, smiling. “I heard you were hiding

was impressive, and his mind remained

good memory, sir. I saw a few soldiers through the crack in the door and got nervous. Grandma did say you

and waved us inside.

the house and shot me a smile.

to say, “See? I told you he likes

exhaled in relief. Maybe Soren was

got this for you. It’s Monet’s ‘The

room. His walls were adorned with paintings of every

painting. “Oh, this is a

it at an

“Thank you.”

shot Soren a sidelong glance, a sense of suspicion creeping