Her Biliionaire Husband

Chapter 395 Messing With Mia

Everyone was expecting a fight. They expected Veronica to get embarrassed, but for some reason, Larry stopped in his tracks and looked back in shock. He stared at Veronica and shifted his gaze to the slip in her hands. There was only one word written on it—Crazy.

He hesitated for a few moments, but eventually, he took the slip and unfolded it. The look on his face changed ten times when he read through the slip. In the end, he tucked it away and asked, “How many photos would you like?”

“Oh my god. What’s going on?” “No idea. Why does Larry suddenly want to give her the photos?”

“This is unexpected.” “What did she write? I wanna know.”

“Me too.” “And she called him crazy. Do they know each other?”

Everyone was in shock, and they were discussing the sudden change. Veronica, however, remained calm. “Ten,” she said. “Sure. Come with me.” He then chuckled. “Thirty grand for ten photos is a bad price though. Sell them to someone else.” “Oh my god, what’s going on?”

“Larry is helping her.”

“Is she his friend?”

“Odd. Did I miss something?”

“Forty-five grand for ten photos, Larry!”

“I’ll give you sixty grand!”

“Seventy grand!”

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debuted as a model, but eventually everyone found out that he could sing, dance, and even act well. She did not

cheapening his photos, since she would only pay thirty grand for ten of them. Embarrassed, Mia smiled sheepishly and changed her tune. “I-I was just joking around with my assistant, Larry. Um, how about I pay you

can do whatever you want.”

grand it is. I’m your assistant, after all.” She heaved a sigh and took her phone out to text Mia her account number. “Now give me the money, please.” People like them could make transactions amounting to a few hundred grand per

trembled and blanched. “We’re not in a hurry, are we?

Would he lie to us? Or do you not trust him?” Veronica pushed her

phone, thinking, I spent a boatload of money yesterday, so I don’t even have seventy-five grand right now. How on earth am I supposed to pay her? “No, of

hit her where it hurt most. “I don’t mind though. Someone else

unexpected. I just made

his photos without money. What

“Wow, she’s super poor.”

are poor models on this runway, are

“Who knows?”

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themselves, and Mia felt humiliated. However, she would never allow herself to look bad in front of her idol, so she bit the bullet

We are colleagues after all. You

was a big sum for her,

Larry, “Thanks, Larry.” She then left like nobody’s

made seventy-five grand off Larry and asked him to finish the job for her. Um, wow. She’s… one

was removing her makeup when someone called her. It was a Destor number,

“Demoness? Is that you?”

recognized that voice, and she roared in laughter. “And I thought you forgot about