Dodging sideways out of Wendy’s reach, Arielle uttered a chuckle and recited the words shown on the screen, “Insufficient balance?”
Wendy’s face instantly turned red as a fire truck. “You saw wrongly! Now, give my phone back to me!”
Arielle flicked her wrist, tossing the phone back to her.
She gazed at Wendy with a hint of amusement in her eyes. “Fifteen million’s hardly a small amount, Wendy Greene. I can’t let you go just like that. Write me an IOU!”
The onlookers chimed in as well, “Yeah! Go on, write her an IOU!”
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