Hearing those words, Freya was too furious to speak. Finally, she angrily hung up the phone.That arrogant bastard couldn't say one decent thing!
"Three million dollars!" Vicki exclaimed in her mind. "Freya, can you actually come up with that much?"
"I'm still thinking about it," Freya replied silently.
"Let's go find Fiona first," Vicki suggested. "She might have some ideas."
Freya nodded. Feeling extremely frustrated, she took a cab to Fiona's Azure Gallery. All the staff there recognized her immediately.
"Miss Gilbert, Fiona is upstairs in her office," one of the gallery assistants informed her.
"Thank you," Freya replied with a nod.
She headed up the stairs, familiar with the layout of the place. Fiona had just finished escorting a client to the staircase. When sh
