Chapter 147: I Never Ask for Favors

The howling cold wind ruffled the trees, sounding like shards of ice striking one's face, bone-chilling...

The photographer wrapped his hands around a cup of water, while his assistant and other staff members clutched hand warmers. Everyone watched Monica Baldwin with the expectation of a gripping show, because usually, when the photographer had to control a model, it was always quite dramatic...

Before Monica's photoshoot, she leaned over and whispered something in Brady Anderson's ear. Subsequently, she moved to her designated location with Meghan's guidance. Meghan glanced down at her feet and her face drastically changed, "The ice on this lake is not solid at all, it will crack from too much activity!"

The photographer, hearing Meghan's alarmed cry, barked angrily, "I've already said, if you want to shoot, shoot, if not, get out."

"You..." Meghan pointed a finger at the photographer, her chest heaving with fury almost ready to burst.