Paxton took a moment to assess Mia's appearance; she exuded wealth unmistakably. To her, sixty thousand was merely the price of a handbag.

"You think quite highly of yourself," Mia sneered coldly, mocking Paxton.

Yet, sixty thousand wasn't significant to her. Mia's eyes gleamed with calculation as she regarded Paxton, amusement tinting her tone. "Sixty thousand is feasible, but your task will be more intricate."

She was affluent but not naive; for Paxton to earn money from ...