True Love Waits

Chapter 1288 His Handsome Soul

"What am I doing?" Erica flashed a wicked grin. She was annoyed by Phoebe's sketch. 'Matthew wouldn't even let me take a picture of him. How could he let Phoebe sketch him? I'll take the sketch to him and settle accounts with him!'

As for how to do this, she had two options-she could buy it or snatch it. And which one she chose depended on Phoebe!

But there was a note next to the sketch-"Not for sale."

'Dammit! Looks like I only have one choice.

Phoebe is smart, using a sketch of my husband to attract people to her exhibition,' she thought to herself.

Erica handed the sketch to Hyatt, took her milk tea back and sipped it as if nothing had happened. "Do you know how much money my husband is worth? How dare you make a sketch of him! But now that we're here, maybe you can pay royalties for using his likeness. Five million should be enough!"

She couldn't just use her husband's money. She had to make some extra money for their family.

She extended her hand, palm up, waiting for Phoebe to write that check!

"Five million?" Phoebe's eyes went wide in surprise. She was upset now, and couldn't help but raise her voice. "Wow, you're a greedy bitch, aren't you?"

Her voice carried, and echoed through the exhibition hall. People were naturally curious to find out what happened, but the security guards blocked the way, and the onlookers could not get close to them. "What's wrong? Think his likeness rights aren't worth five mil? Why don't you try to invite my husband over to attend your art show? He wouldn't do it even for a few billion." Normally, Erica would have asked for at most five hundred grand. But ever since she married Matthew, it had affected the way she thought about money. After all, he was so rich and always gave her as much as she wanted.

She already snapped a pic of Matthew, and she remembered his reaction. He asked for 100 million. So asking for five million was generous.

temper? Humph! She

her anger, Phoebe lowered her voice and said, "Matthew didn't say anything when I sketched him. So what right do you have to treat me like this? You're a Huo by marriage only. You're just sponging off the guy, while you do nothing worthwhile. You're nothing to me. Get

without hesitation. "Yes, I'm sure my pet snake was nothing too, right?" If she was right, the place where Phoebe had

impulse to slap the woman across her face. "Erica Li,

truth, I wanted to gather all your paintings and burn them in public!" However, she knew that many people believed Phoebe's innocent act, and had no idea who she really was. Everyone thought Erica was a troublemaker, but had nothing but good things to say about Phoebe. She didn't want to drag the Huo family name through the mud, much less dishonor the Li family, so she gave up that idea. So a public humiliation like that for Phoebe was

a hefty sum!" After saying that, Erica took out her phone and sent a WeChat message. "Hey, are you there?" She didn't have a lawyer, and had to ask someone to help

Erica?" came the

you do me a favor? Help me find a lawyer," she texted back. If she didn't teach Phoebe a real lesson, Phoebe would continue

just trying to intimidate her and didn't believe she was really going to sue her. Everyone knew lawsuits were long, drawn out, and troublesome. "Sue me if you like," she said. "Huh! You think I'm bluffing? Just wait and see. Frankly, I was going easy on you. I only asked for five million. When I sue

I ask for too much?' she

would I get ten million? Well, my family has

to herself. With a mean look on her face, she trash-talked Erica. "I've never seen a

apologized now, I wouldn't forgive you! I'm definitely suing you. Might as well set aside ten million dollars, because it's going right in my pocket." She swore she would sue

found a number from the last WeChat message she was sent and dialed the number. "Hello, is

your friend's message. I was

Mr. Fei, here's the thing. Someone violated my husband's likeness rights.

left the exhibition hall with Hyatt. He held

but they didn't dare

Pearl Villa

Matthew stepped into the bedroom, he heard his wife mumbling something. She was holding a piece of paper in her hand. "I think my husband's hotter than that. I don't

Matthew asked casually, hanging his