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The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 316
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Chapter 316

| leaned into Soren’s chest and felt it undulate as he spoke Sullt filled me. He was so kind to me, even as | kept

trying to keep my distancr.

| hated myself for it, yet | couldn't open my heart to him either.

“Damn it, Soren!” My voice was muffled against his chest.

“Yes?” he asked, glancing down, his breath warm against my ear.

| pushed him away and took a few deep breaths.

“Are you really not mad at me?” | asked, my voice barely above a whisper.

He wiped the tears from my eyes.

“You're tormented enough as it is. Why should | be mad at you? That would only add to your suffering,” he

replied, his tone calm.

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| couldn’t even put into words how deeply his words moved me.

When searching for a partner, one should seek kindness, not just someone who was kind to you. Those who were

only kind to you were merely acting, pretending to be what they thought you wanted. But those who were

genuinely kind had no hidden, unsavory sides to reveal.

How fortunate | was to have known Soren since we were kids. Tand chance had pulled us apart, but it

seemed the universe had taken pity onand brought him back.

Being with him now felt like medicine for everything | had endured in the past.

“Thank you, Soren... Thank you for remembering, even after all these years... Thank you for not giving up on

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Thank you, because | could have missed the greatest gift life had to offer.

He smiled, sighed, and pulledinto a tight hug. “You're welcome. But as a show of gratitude, you'll stay by my

side from now on, won't you?”

“Mm. | will.”

| wanted nothing more than to stay by his side forever, until the end of time, until we crumbled into dust.

When | returned to the office, | called the lawyer again to ask about Harry's case.

First, he was sick. There was no escaping that. | had to cup with a plan before Cameron showed up with

some

new trick.

Unfortunately, things were worse than | had anticipated.

“The prison will try to provide medical care. If it's a serious condition the prison’s own doctors can’t handle, the

inmate may qualify for compassionate release.”

“You mean he'll be out of prison?!” | asked, shocked.

“Yes. He committed a white-collar crime, which is considered less harmful to others. Inmates like him can usually

apply for compassionate release. If approved, his treatment will be covered by his family. If he’s treated while

still incarcerated, then the state will cover the costs.

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| was stunned. If Harry remained in prison, there would be o need for any of us to pay his medical bills. So why

had Cameron asked for money? Was it a scam, or was she planning to get Harry out on compassionate release?

Before | could think much further, Lola called.

It was odd. She hadn’t spoken tosince | sold the company to her.

It was probably about my useless father. “Hello?”

“Taylor, darling! How have you been? Are you busy?” she began, her voice dripping with feigned sweetness.

Lola always loved her pretentious small talk. Pretending to be sbenevolent figure, looking out for the

younger generation. As if anyone was buying it!

If she truly cared, why hadn't she ever reached out before?

“Can we skip the pleasantries?” | interrupted.

“Oh, it’s nothing big. | just wanted to see how you're doing heard you have a new boyfriend, so | thought I'd ask.

How's it going? What's your future with him? What...”

| didn’t have the patience for this.

“Good. It's been good,” | replied curtly.