Chapter 699

Chapter 699

Maja was disgusted with Sharon’s arrogance. These rich and powerful people were all too full of themselves.

But, compared to Powell’s sly tactics, Sharon seemed even more desperate.

“What’s the price I have to pay?”

A deep light flashed in Sharon’s eyes.

If she hadn’t heard from Fitch that Maja was just a designer, she might really have thought that she was probably

from a prestigious family. Otherwise she wouldn’t be so calm while facing the head of the Haskins family!

“Penny, if you still don’t cooperate, I’m going to make you understand what a real price is,” Sharon threatened,

then hung up without hesitation.

She stared coldly at her phone while Mia cried and asked, “Did you fix it?”

Still looking terrified, Mia hadn’t recovered from the shock of the previous night.

“Mia, don’t panic. I’ll find a solution,” Maja reassured her.

Mia clenched her fists. She didn’t dare to open any chat group; she was afraid to see her embarrassing photos.

She called Fitch again, tearfully begging for his help, “You have to get my photo back from Penny. If that photo gets

out, I really won’t be able to live.” Hearing this, Fitch frowned.

He happened to know that lan was taking Penny to an art exhibition that night, where many valuable paintings were

on display.

lan called Maja early in the morning, saying that the new house was still lacking a few paintings, so he wanted her

to accompany him.

Also, most of the bigwigs in the circle would attend that exhibition that night.

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Helpless, Maja left the task of finding accommodation for the artists to Zoey and started to get ready.

At six o’clock in the evening, Maja, dressed in a black strap dress, entered the venue on lan’s arm.

This was the first time Maja attended an event with lan.

Just now, in the car, lan tried to kiss her, but she pushed him away.

She had put on lipstick tonight. If it faded, people would definitely guess what they had been doing in the car.

Both Maja and lan had a cold demeanor. As soon as they entered the hall, people turned to look at them.

Maja purposely turned her back, only showing a side view, then pointed to a painting not far away.

“Mr. Raymond, shall we start over there?”

There were about thirty paintings on display that night, all with world–high prices, so many foreigners came to visit.

The exhibition was said to be a hard–won opportunity by the domestic organizer from other countries, so Greenfield

was particularly lively that day, with luxury cars parked all over the streets leading to the exhibition.

In the extremely luxurious hall, complex lamps emitted a cold light.

People were admiring and discussing the paintings.

Maja was about to introduce one to lan when she saw a few men waving at him from a distance, probably his

business partners.

lan leaned over to Maja’s ear and said, “Don’t get into trouble. just wait for me here.”

In his view, the name “Penny” was synonymous with trouble.

Maja nodded and watched lan walk away without looking back towards a side garden on the first floor.

She was left alone to admire the paintings.

The walls of the entire hall were lined with famous paintings. When Maja stopped in front of the fourth painting, she

saw Mia come over with a group of people.

Mia didn’t want to go out today, but Sharon had dragged her out.

Mia felt awkward the whole time as if everyone had already seen that photo.

Now seeing Maja, she turned pale with fear and immediately hid behind Sharon.

“That’s her, that’s Penny.”

In Mia’s view, Maja had become a cunning and insane woman, and she didn’t dare to confront such a woman.

However, Sharon only saw a cold–faced woman admiring a painting.

Sharon was about to approach, but Mia grabbed her arm tightly.

“Mia, what’s wrong?”

“I’m scared.”

Sharon was heartbroken to see Mia change from a carefree child to this.

She gritted her teeth and walked towards Maja.

“Penny?”

Maja recognized the voice. She slowly turned her head and even greeted politely.

“Hello, Mrs. Sharon.”

Sharon sneered and looked Maja up and down.

“You’re all dressed up today. But no matter how much you try to dress up, you can’t hide your inner poverty. Do you

really think you belong in a place like

this?”