NovelGoldChapter 295
It was really noontnow.
“You've been having fun waging a comment war all night, Haven't you?” Soren said, amused. “I didn’t call you
earlier because of that. But it's noontnow. We're supposed to have lunch together, remember?”
| had completely forgotten about our date!
Still, | realized he knew exactly what I'd been up to. “How did you know?”
“You went viral,” Soren explained. “Saccounts posted screenshots of your beef with keyboard warriors and
trolls. A lot of people are envious of your gift of the gab.”
| sat up straight. “Con! How jobless and chronically online are they?!”
“Don’t panic, Taylor. It's a good thing. Now everyone knows better than to provoke you. People are scared of
getting on the receiving end of your lashing!”
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He joked, but I felt pretty upset. | knew I'd used sscathing words last night, and | really thought he wouldn't
pay attention to inte. He was supposed to be too busy with confidential projects to be bothered!
Well, he knew after all!
What would he think ofnow? Would he seeas a bitch in sheep's clothing? Someone who looked like an
angel but spoke like a gangster?!
God, | really went overboard last night.
Soren seemed to sense my embarrassment. He smiled and reassured me, “It’s not that bad. They deserved it.”
I chuckled, embarrassed. “You don’t think | kinda act like a bitch?”
“Why would | think that? They've been defaming you nonstop, so what's wrong with fighting back?
“That's actually what | like about you-you’'re feisty and bold. A real powerhouse of a woman.”
Whoa. He madesound like a superheroine. Seriously, Soren was a master of emotional appeal.
“You, sir, have a very unique taste.”
Most men loved their women quiet and docile. They liked them submissive and demure. But he likedfierce
and spicy, even if it madea battle ax.
Soren laughed.
“Of course,” he replied with a knowing smile. “I've always been pretty unique.”
I laughed dryly. For sreason, this guy seemed very pleased with himself since we decided to be together.
Dude could almost give himself an award.
But then again, | kind of liked it. He was outstanding, but the weight of his responsibilities was just as
extraordinary. His family was so famous and important that it cast a shadow over his life.
He had to be a perfect role model all the time. He had to hold himself to high standards-both those of othe his
own. He'd lived like that for so long that he had to suppress his true self to fit into the loftiest ideals.
He probably forgot he was allowed to relax and have fun. Or to just pat himself on the back and be proud of how
cool he was.
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Maybe that’s why he liked seeingstart a beef with those haters. He could never have the freedom to do what
1 did, so he lived vicariously through me.
God, | felt bad for him. That's what life was. Sometimes, even when you thought you had it all, it turned out you
didn’t.
Heavy was the head that wore the crown, huh?
The other side of power was responsibility, standards, rules, duties, and pressures the common folk would never
understand.
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