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!”

just wanted to get his autographed photos. I’m not trying to run an auction house here. Larry was a polymath. He had debuted as a model, but eventually everyone found out that he could sing, dance, and even act well. She did not expect so many fans of him

of cheapening his photos, since she would only pay thirty grand for ten

whatever you want.” He shrugged, choosing to stay out of

number. “Now give me the

trembled and blanched. “We’re not in a hurry, are we? I’ll pay you once

you not trust him?” Veronica pushed her into a corner, refusing to let her

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

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

is unexpected. I just made seventy-five grand from

photos without money. What

“Wow, she’s super poor.”

are poor

“Who knows?”

idol, so she bit the bullet and said, “I only have my card on me. I’ll give you sixty

are colleagues after all. You won’t go back on your word,”

sixty grand. It was a big

“Thanks, Larry.”

was shocked. Holy shit. What’s going on? She made seventy-five grand off Larry and asked him to finish the job for her. Um,

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

“Demoness? Is that you?”

and she roared in laughter.

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