All Chapters of The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer!: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

"Next time, tell me if you're coming to eat. It'll be on the house!" Jean said. "Taylor, you gotta let me know after you've set the time.""Wait, you're serious?""Duh? I actually planned to turn your meal into my treat, but you guys paid before I could."While we were still talking, Michael approached Soren quickly. "Sir, the car is here."Jean understood. "Well, that's all from me! I shouldn't keep all of you busy folks out here. See y'all next time!""Bye, Jeannie!" Soleil chirped, waving.Soren's schedule was tight enough that his car was waiting right outside the entrance. Michael had already opened the door for him."I'll go now. Have fun," he said through the rolled-down window.I waved at him, trying hard to suppress the feelings that surfaced when I looked at his face.The Audi drove away.Soleil let out a dramatic sigh. "Finally! He's gone! I am now freee! Let's go!"-I drove a modest electric car for my city needs. It was pretty good for what it was, and I loved

I had already assembled a support group of eyewitnesses, and this was what he pulled off again?!I had to inform them not to show up in court tomorrow until further notice.The women were very patient with this last-minute cancellation—after all, they were here for the 60% discount on all Edwardian Tailor products. They even reassured me that they were at my every beck and call.Nonetheless, I wasn't going to just let Edward bid his sweet time.-After a night of consideration, I decided to pay that dickhead a visit. I figured he'd be looking for the same doctor who had helped him recover back then.And I was right.Edith and Sally were stunned to see me.Edith wasted no time raising her voice. "What the hell are you doing here?! Are you really coming here to drag him to court for your selfish request?!""What's his illness now?" I asked straight away."What's your business?""I'm interested in knowing when he'll finally get better so we can get this divorce over with. I hat

Edward stared at me in renewed shock. "You've changed in two months. It's like you're not the Taylor I knew.""Oh yeah? Maybe you should congratulate me on my rebirth. I'm no longer the kind of idiotic doormat everyone could walk over," I retorted.Everything I'd gone through in the past few weeks felt like a cleansing fire. I was reborn from it, like a phoenix.I should be proud that I survived it, and now my life and career were at new heights.Had I been even a little weaker or more naïve, I would have been burned to ashes. I wouldn't be standing here, listening to him react with shock at my transformation.The Kennedys watched me in stunned silence.I sighed, tucking the form back into my bag. "Get well soon. I'll be waiting."I turned to leave and opened the door."Taylor, I'll help Mr. Jones out of this," Edward declared."Are you nuts?!" I spun around, perplexed. "What good will that do?!""I'll be able to help you," he claimed."What?!""You're just confused by your

"I'm not sure, but I brought my annulment form when I visited him, and for some reason, he signed it. Maybe his conscience finally kicked in. Regardless, once he's discharged, we'll resume the procedure."I sounded excited—as though I was already one step closer to freedom from this marriage."That sounds great. Congrats on getting closer to freedom," Soren said."Thank you."I overheard someone speaking from the other side and was sure he had to still be at work."You should get back to whatever you're working on. I need to drive. Talk some other time?" I suggested."Sounds good. Drive safely."I was close to reaching my company. After stopping the car, I thought about our conversation, and suddenly… I felt like I was a woman having a secret affair!Was it just me, or did Soren seem unusually invested in my separation progress?The way I reported to him felt like I was trying to comfort a lover who couldn't wait for us to be legally "single" again.Then, the fact that I co

I took my seat and crossed my legs, making a reassuring gesture. "Now, now. Calm down. Sit down, and we can have a good, slow talk."She shot me the mother of all glares. She was clearly not in the mood for a "good, slow talk," but she was at a disadvantage.Cherry ordered a cup of hot chocolate and whispered, "I should stay with you."She was worried that Cameron might suddenly attack me and wanted to stick by my side for support.I sipped my hot chocolate. "So, what is it?"Cameron had already finished about half of her coffee. She hesitated for a moment before blurting out, "We're out of money. Give us 7,000,000 dollars."I raised an eyebrow. "Do I look like a moron to you?""Don't pretend, Taylor. We know you're rich. 7,000,000 dollars is nothing to you. If you refuse, then return those shares you own. Sell them to me!"Okay, now I was genuinely intrigued. "Seriously? What makes you think you can command me like that? Because you're my stepmom? Or because you're just that u