Chapter 76

Cynthia laughed so hard she could barely breathe. "Rita, I think you've met the final boss of your photography career!" Miranda laughed too. Samuel was a good photographer with decent skills, so how was he this bad in front of the camera? Was it the pressure of being watched? "Let's try with Cynthia instead," Miranda said. Cynthia got ready in an instant. Her poses, expressions, and body language were spot on. Everything clicked right away. Once Miranda got to snapping, she could no longer stop. She didn't even notice the snow falling from the sky and the temperature dropping. Samuel reminded, "Rita, it's snowing." "Yep," Miranda replied without any intention of moving. Meanwhile, Cynthia kept striking poses. "How about this? Or this? Would it be better if I jumped?" "Perfect! Wonderful! Don't smile. Give me a cheeky face instead. That's it!" Miranda was loving it. Samuel was speechless. He fought the urge to murder Cynthia as he stared at Miranda's fingers, now red from the