All Chapters of The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer!: Chapter 371 - Chapter 380

"Oh, okay."I knew Soren could tell I was nervous. He was deliberately giving me space, letting me ease into the situation at my own pace.The moment he stepped into the elevator, I took a deep breath and forced myself to relax."Calm down, Taylor… Don't overthink this..."He said he wouldn't force you. He's not rushing anything, and he's treating you with respect. That means nothing's going to happen tonight."There are plenty of rooms here. We definitely won't be sleeping in the same bed," I muttered under my breath.I composed myself as best I could and headed upstairs.Just as I stepped out of the elevator, Soren emerged from a bedroom. "You're here already? Anyway, this is your room for tonight. I've tidied it up, and there are fresh clothes on the bed for you."I froze. "Fresh clothes?""Yeap…" His lips curved slightly as he walked toward me.He paused, then added, "I picked out some women's clothes for you after the last time you came over. I thought it'd be more conve

"I didn't know you knew how to brew tea!" I said, genuinely impressed.He chuckled. "I just looked it up online and learned it on the spot."I laughed even harder. "You really are an outstanding person, Mr. Kenway. To think you can learn something so quickly.""Thank you for the compliment, Miss Jones."We exchanged pleasantries, passing the cup of tea between us until it was finally empty.Soren placed the cup back on the table, but his arm remained firmly around my waist. "There's something I'd like to discuss with you, Taylor.""Sure, what is it?" I asked, my gaze softening with affection.I couldn't help but admire his flawless gestures up close. They were so perfect it was almost unbearable. I wanted to bite him so badly..."How about I arrange a bodyguard for you when you go to Berrada?" His voice was gentle, seeking my opinion.I met his eyes. "Is that really necessary?""Yes, it is. Berrada is a chaotic place, with muggings happening all the time, as you already know.

"Alright, we'll come to you!" Jean said.After hanging up, the two of them hurried over and sent me the restaurant's location when they arrived.I checked the map and saw it was just a 10-minute walk away, which was perfect for me.When I arrived, they waved from a distance.Soleil said, "I just called my brother to see if he wanted to join us. When he heard there were three women, he immediately said no."I couldn't help but laugh. "Let's not disturb him. He was already running late for work this morning, and he's swamped with tasks."Jean instantly teased me. "Look at that! She's already slipping into the devoted wife role."Soleil added, "Most importantly, my brother's playing along with being the husband controlled by his wife."Embarrassed by their teasing, I took a sip of coffee and muttered, "Come on, you two! Cut it out!"But Jean wasn't about to let me off the hook. She waggled her eyebrows mischievously. "Wait… You said Soren drove you to your office this morning, me

Jean turned to Soleil. "So… does your mother also prefer Candy?"Soleil pursed her lips."Not exactly. But if you compare their overall qualities…" she trailed off, cautious of my feelings.Her meaning was clear. Between Candy and me, aside from our height and looks, I had few advantages. I was clearly at a disadvantage in terms of career achievements, family background, and even how close our families were to the Kenways."What about you, Sol?" Jean asked bluntly. "Who do you prefer? Who would you want as your sister-in-law?""Taylor, of course!" Soleil answered without hesitation. "I don't like Candy. She's too fake, and I had a bad feeling about her the moment I met her. That's why I don't bother talking to her when she visits."I felt a surge of gratitude. "Thank you, Sol. I appreciate your support—and for telling me all this."But Soleil frowned, worry clouding her expression. "You absolutely can't let my brother know I told you. If he finds out, I'm dead. He'll skin me ali

I suddenly recalled something when Soren said that, and it made me sit up and look at him."What's wrong?" He looked surprised.I grabbed his arm and said gravely, "The Kennedys do have skeletons in their closet. I remember overhearing Edward talking to his father about how they greased a lot of palms while working on the Aesgard project. There was even a safety incident, but they managed to cover it up."I had come across that conversation by chance. Edward had never mentioned it to me directly, but the memory of it had made me uneasy for a long time.Later, I tried to subtly bring it up, but he brushed me off with some half-baked excuse. Since the project had ended with overwhelmingly positive feedback, I figured maybe I'd been overthinking and let it go."Soren, have your people look into that project. I'm sure you'll find something incriminating," I urged.At that moment, I wasn't even thinking about the chain reaction this could cause. All I knew was that Edith shouldn't get