The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 402

My heels were bound with rope, but I still kicked Edward as hard as I could.

He hadn’t expected the blow to land on his chest. He stumbled backward, thrown off balance.

I pulled my legs back in and curled into a defensive fetal position, inching toward the edge of the bed.

Edward rubbed his chest, eyes fixed on me. Then, suddenly, he lunged. “You’re so disgusted by my touch, I can’t help but wonder. Did you ever love me? You didn’t, did you? I was just a way out of your miserable life.

“And now there’s Soren Kenway–the glittery, golden ticket–and suddenly I mean nothing. That’s why you ran straight into his arms without a second thought!”

He started ripping at my dress.

I couldn’t help but let out a small, bitter laugh. So he’d finally figured it out on his own.

It had taken Soren spelling things out for me to realize the truth, but Edward had apparently spent enough time brooding to reach the same conclusion. I almost wanted to applaud the self–reflection.

“Edward, stop! Think about your future! You won’t be able to run from this! You’ll be imprisoned, just like your sister! Stop now, before it’s too late!”

Suddenly, a barrage of heavy pounding echoed from the door. I heard a voice–one I knew well.

to

froze. He turned to the door,

here so soon? Fuck!” he snarled.

the most nightmarish smile I had ever seen.

away with my bound hands, pushing with every ounce of

skin like wire. It felt as if the fibers would split

shot through my arms, rattling

but I wouldn’t–couldn’t let

slamming into the door, harder and harder.

that his plan was crumbling, Edward slapped me across the

blurred with pain.

about to escape?

tissue paper tearing

and several large figures stormed into the room. Most of

Except one.

the room with

bedsheet off the mattress and wrapped it around

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