บททั้งหมดของ The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer!: บทที่ 281 - บทที่ 290

I opened one of the links. It showed Sally kneeling before me at the courthouse entrance.So that was why the Kennedys' relatives had been there that day. They had been looking for the perfect scene to save on their phones—it would make things easier for the rumor mills.This really made me wonder if the entire family was made up of morons. I had evidence of Edith's crimes! I had never once thought of turning it into a social media story—I just wanted to take it to the authorities!The Kennedys' reputations were already in the gutter, and Edith had suffered the worst of it.The crime she committed, the sexual violence she endured after it, and the internet's tendency to tear into female victims… This was nothing short of mutually assured destruction—especially for an upper-class family like them.What was the point of this?!Jean called right on time, equally confused."Has Edward gone nuts? Is he in his 'If I can't have her, nobody can!' insane villain phase?!" she speculated.

Slanders thrived on ambiguity and speculation. But me? I had pure frickin' evidence.That was why Edward complained about my fixation on details. He was panicking. He knew he wasn't winning this.As if these so-called "details" weren't the fact that I'd saved his fucking life over the years.The comment section had exploded under my response. A few people whined about how "scary" it was for a woman to hyper-fixate on every little thing, but most were on my side. They even correctly identified Edward as an ungrateful bastard.My phone beeped.Soren texted that he'd be here in an hour.I looked up, realizing the sky had started to darken. I washed up and put on my best fit.After this sudden narrative war on the Internet, I no longer cared how being seen with Soren would reflect on me. Tomorrow marked the first day of the new year. It was supposed to be a joyous occasion—the start of something new.I wasn't about to let the Kennedys or some internet trolls ruin my life. They want

"What?"I stared at him in shock. "Your company is behind these drones?""Yeah. Well, they aren't the best we've got. The best were already rented by an oil baron from abroad at a high price. So this is the best we have for the night," he replied placidly, as if there was nothing impressive about any of it.I was beyond stunned. No wonder he was this wealthy.We reached the restaurant at the topmost platform. It was the perfect blend of class and merriment, its diners draped in luxury and smiles.Soleil practically leaped at me. "Finally, you're here! God, I wanted to see you for days, but Ren wouldn't let me! He said I'd only disturb your rest! How are your knees?"I lifted one slightly, smiling. "Getting better. As long as I don't hop around.""Good evening, Miss Jones," Richard greeted from the side, a glass of champagne in hand.He glanced at Soren and teased, "I thought you were gonna skip out this time. Who knows? You might have wanted to spend the night with just one."

I could tell they were reapplying their makeup because their lipstick and foundation pad were both open.My gaze shifted to a white, limited edition handbag. Or was it?"That bag's a fake, isn't it?" I asked, raising my chin at it.The young woman's face changed from panic to a scowl. "Don't you dare insinuate that! I'd never use anything but an authentic item! Maybe you should stop projecting what you don't have onto someone who does!"I snickered."I recognize that bag. It's supposed to be the one created by Berardi from Etalier, right? The handmade one, produced in only two versions—black and white." I paused. "The thing is, I personally know the owners of both bags."The other women paled."Yulia, didn't you get that bag after begging someone from the luxury fashion industry for help?" one of them asked."Girl, you showed it off on Instagram! People were so jealous of you!" another added.If word got out that her bag was a fake, her circle wouldn't let her live it down."

The drones suddenly lit up, gathering together to form what resembled the cover of a book. Then a line of words appeared: [This is the story of…]The drones changed position.First, they showed a girl caring for what appeared to be a sick boy. The girl seemed afraid of needles, yet she continued donating her blood.In the second scene, the boy was healed. They were getting married. The girl was seen sewing a suit for him and a gown for herself.In the third scene, the boy took the girl's gown and gave it to another woman before walking into the church with her.In the fourth scene, the girl tried to hold back her tears as everyone laughed at her. Just then, another boy appeared. He handed her a handkerchief, but she turned away and left.The fifth scene showed an auction. A precious bracelet belonging to the girl's late mother came up for bidding. The boy from earlier and his new wife tried to bid it away from her. The girl begged them to stop, but they didn't.In the sixth scen