He looked at the photo and then at Claire, his mouth opened wider and wider, and his eyes kept blinking. "Well…"
Claire leaned back lazily behind the chair, tilted her head, and threw him a sideways glance. "This is a picture of me."
The girl in the photo was indeed Claire. Her face, skin, eyebrows, eyes, mouth and nose, and even the strands of hair were exactly the same as Claire's.
"F*ck!" Gallon got up with a swoosh and the chair slammed to the ground. He cursed angrily. "I bought it for a million dollars! Goddamn it!"
Claire narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly. "Haha, you've been fooled."
Gallon was so angry that he grabbed his hair and rushed to the balcony. He took out his cell phone and dialed a number, roaring. "Hey, you little punk! How dare you deceive me? Believe it or not, I will kill you!"
A man's horrified voice came from the other end. "Mr. Miller, what's the matter with you?"
