Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 395

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!" Wow. 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 here though.

Veronica was the center of everyone's attention now, while Mia looked really awkward. Someone even called her out for being disrespectful to Larry. They accused 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 I pay you s-seventy-five grand for ten photos?"

"It's your business. You can do whatever you want." He shrugged, choosing to stay out of this.

"Fine. Seventy-five 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 day, so seventy-five grand going into Veronica's account was no problem.

Mia did not expect her to demand payment that soon. She trembled and blanched. "We’re not in a hurry, are we? I'll pay you once we get the photos."

"But Larry promised to give us the photos. Would he lie to us? Or do you not trust him?" Veronica pushed her into a corner, refusing to let her off the hook that easily.

Mia held 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 course not. I trust Larry."

"So you don't have any money then," Veronica said. It hit her where it hurt most. "I don't mind though. Someone else can buy it off me."

Well, this is unexpected. I just made seventy-five grand from this trip.

"Hah. You can't buy his photos without money. What a joke."

"Wow, she's super poor."