People were already Looking at them. Phoebe tried her best to keep her poker face and warned Erica in a quiet voice, “I don't have time to deal with you today. Get out!"

“No way! I have a bone to pick with you. Call Matthew right now and tell him what kind of person you are. Tell him that you fell down on purpose to force yourself to miscarry and blame me for it. Tell him I had nothing to do with that. Then apologize to me. And I want a sincere one, not a begrudging one. Make it good. Then I'll leave!" Erica thought she was fairly Laid back. Although Phoebe framed her Like that, she was willing to let her off the hook as long as she apologized to her and told Matthew what she had done.

Phoebe took a deep breath and said, "I'm really busy today. Can we do this another ti-”

“Shut up! That's the only reason I'm here." Erica had been hoping

Phoebe would come to her after she had provoked her two times. But she never took the bait. Erica had to take the face-to-face route.

“Look! This is getting ridiculous!" The snicker on Erica's face made

Phoebe feel very uneasy.

She knew clearly that she couldn't admit what kind of a woman she was in front of Matthew and apologize to Erica in public.

“Is that fear I see on your face?" Erica's bright eyes swept around the exhibition hall and finally fell on a sketch.

“Humph! That's my husband! She drew him and displays it in public! Who does that?'

Erica was instantly infuriated. She handed the milk tea to Hyatt and quickly took the sketch off the easel where it sat.

“Erica! What are you doing?" Phoebe was in panic mode.

She had sketched Matthew without his knowledge, and never filled it in completely. If anyone asked about it, she would explain that she and

Matthew were friends and she subconsciously sketched him from memory.

“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!