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!”

I 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

her of 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

whatever you want.” He shrugged, choosing to

number. “Now give me the money,

“We’re not

Larry promised to give us the photos. Would he lie to us? Or do you not

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

where it hurt most. “I don’t mind

just made seventy-five grand

his photos

“Wow, she’s super poor.”

poor

“Who knows?”

her idol, so she

okay then. We are colleagues after all. You won’t

a big sum for her, but she had

Larry, “Thanks, Larry.” She then

What’s going on? She made seventy-five grand off Larry and asked him to finish

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

“Demoness? Is that you?”

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

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