All Chapters of The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer!: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Well, whoever that hottie was, I bet he paled in comparison to the handsome young man I was about to see!Laughing, I sent her a voice note."Did you throw your arms around him and only let go after he gave you his social media handles?""No! I'm actually a little wary of doing that! He seems courteous and approachable, but there's something about him that makes him… I don't know, like he's above me. I feel like I have to behave myself!"I flashed a smile. I thought I was the only one with that attitude whenever Soren was around.I didn't know there was a man in this world who could make a feisty, confident tease like Jean feel “demure” too!I giggled."Did you take a picture of him?""I did. And then I didn't. One of the people with him noticed and politely asked me to delete it."No way! I was about to respond when someone knocked on the door.The Oriole's manager pushed it open and announced, "Miss Jones, your guest has arrived."I looked up to see the ever-elegant Sore

"I'm fine! I was more worried about what it might do to your reputation!" I said quickly."I'll be fine. I stand by what I've done," Soren assured me.That was a relief.The manager knocked on our door, followed by the chef, who pushed a trolley stacked with delicacies to our table."You treat me too well," Soren remarked courteously."No, no. I'm honored to treat you, Mr. Kenway. It's worth it!" I replied.The chef placed the food on the table before announcing, "Bon appétit, Mr. Kenway, Miss Jones."I was a little surprised. The chef knew who Soren was—even though Jean did not!"Does the chef de cuisine know you, Mr. Kenway?" I asked.Soren laid out his napkin and handled his cutlery with polished dexterity. "Chef Remy Charousset's star apprentice works at the Kenway residence. Sometimes, when we throw banquets, we invite Chef Remy to oversee the kitchen."Oh my God!"I see! Well, this restaurant actually belongs to my best friend," I admitted. "It's really expensive, thou

"Fine, fine!" I raised my glass. "To love that eludes us."Love had eluded me too, hadn't it? I had made so many sacrifices for Edward, only to be abandoned in the end.It seemed I finally found the one thing I had in common with a man as privileged as Soren, after all.He clinked his glass against mine, but before he drank, he stopped. "Do you still love your ex?"I took a sip of my red wine. "Nah. But it does take time to completely remove him from my mind—we were together for years.""I figured," he replied."And a minor correction: he's hardly my ex-husband in the eyes of the law. It's a load of crap, but the long and short of it is that I have a feeling we won't be legally separated for a while," I complained.Our second appointment was tomorrow, but I was worried he would be a no-show again. If he pulled that stunt, I'd have no choice but to sue him.I didn't want to do that, though, simply because the legal procedures would be too time-consuming. I was too busy for these things

A few years ago, Marcus had convinced my aunt to retire from her job at the company, and she followed his advice. But since then, too many of his relatives had wormed their way into positions within the company, like pests. The business had begun to spiral downward.This forced Sarah back into the workforce. After much effort, she finally regained control of the company's finances, ensuring that the Zack family could no longer exploit it for financial gain.Her actions quickly turned her into their enemy. They started badmouthing her to Marcus, driving a wedge between them and causing cracks to form in their relationship.My aunt must have taken some money out of the company's account to help me. Marcus discovered this and seized on it as a decisive blow against her.Even though nothing came of it and the money was returned without a dime spent, it was enough for them to make an issue of it.If they were to get a divorce, I feared that my mother's terrible fate would befall my aun

Edward grew nervous before Wayne had even said a word. "Where are you going to get 7,000,000 dollars? You don't have that much money!""What do you want to know?" I retorted. "I know your plan, you ass. You're trying to make me owe you, so you can hold this over me later. I'm not stupid enough to fall for that."Edward was flustered. "You're overthinking this, Tay. I just want to help."Wayne started to shriek, "How about you lend me the money right n—""If you want to borrow money from him, Wayne, be my guest. But get off my property," I interjected grimly, pointing toward the door. "You two can discuss the loan, but it won't be coming from me."Wayne cast a hopeful look at Edward, who ignored him.I smiled, knowing I was right about Edward's intentions.Wayne realized Edward was never going to lend him money without my involvement. His expression darkened, and he stormed away.Silence returned to the office.I turned to Edward. "Why are you here? The procedure is at 3:00 p.m