The Woman From Hell

In the office, Shannon was packing up the magazines when I asked her, "Will Harriet come over today?"

"Yeah, she'll be over later to choose photos."

"Alright."

I lowered my head and went back to work. Not long after, Shannon's surprised voice registered in my ears. "Wanda, come and take a look." "What did you see this time?"

I went forward slowly to look. Shannon was holding a magazine in her hand while she tapped on the man on the cover. "Does this person look familiar?"

I took a closer look, vaguely identifying his facial features. "He looks like the man we saw in the elevator at Jason's apartment that day."

Shannon could not stop nodding. "I did say he looked familiar. So, he's Xavier Charles."

"Xavier Charles..."

He was the male artiste who had appeared in the most magazines in the first half of the year. He acted and sang. His unique voice allowed him to occupy a place in the music scene with only one record, and he even snatched a modeling gig with his good figure. "Could it be that he also lives in Jason's apartment?" I murmured.

Shannon frowned, feeling that something was off. "That neighborhood is pretty common. Wouldn't it be too shabby for a male celebrity to live in such a neighborhood?"

she said

him on a magazine in the future. With Harriet's style, she'll probably

their shoot can be separate from our partnership, then it doesn't matter. We'll ask her

Speaking of the devil...

heard Harriet's piercing voice before we even saw her. "Are you always talking about me,

door opened and Harriet appeared in front of my

haven't

selection room, where there was a computer dedicated to storing

Harriet had taken before were

mouse, I brought up the pre-selected samples one by one and showed them to Harriet. "Take a look.

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with a smug smile on here delicately made-up face. "Every photo that comes out is a high-quality product. It'll be perfect no matter which

Osborn, but you should still take

going through the process to prevent subsequent

fiddled with her nails and cast a glance at Lola. "Let Lola look through them for me. I can't stare at a computer for too long since it has

she said that, she got up and walked

was really