Chapter 498 Hounded by Paparazzi

• Ursa’s small hand trembled as she slipped a thousand bucks out through the window. Her other hand pressed her cap low, trying to hide her face, terrified he might clock who she was.
• Seeing that pale, shaking hand and the knuckles gone white from nerves, Zhao Weiqiang didn’t take the cash. Instead, he curled his lip, a nasty, playful grin spreading across his face.
• “Something happened and you think tossing me a little cash gets rid of me?”