Chapter 283 Spoiling Wynter

Abel cast a wistful gaze on the order form. “Man, I wonder when

Grandpa will finally spoil me like this.”

Wynter skimmed the order form and pointed out, “This is a

ridiculously expensive quotation, Abel.”

“Boss, be reasonable here. How are we going to convince the rich that we put out quality, high-end couture if we don’t charge like it?” Abel

was baffled by Wynter’s reaction. Her stance had been different back

when she had first analyzed the market.

“The Quinnells aren’t just your average rich family,” Wynter said dryly, pulling her hair back.

“Dare I suggest a 20% discount?” Abel asked.

Wynter splashed water on her face. As droplets glimmered on her

fresh, snow-white skin, she said decisively, “Make that 90%. And the

clothes are on the house if they commission the jewelry.”

“Huh?” Abel wondered if Wynter was possessed, but dared not

all, even with the abhorrent discount, they would still be raking

the final quotation by Wynter, he mused, “I wonder

was at Havenlight County. Do you think

so, Mr. Quinnell Senior’s going to have

have to educate her on the

a hard time fitting into

sighed.

brushing her teeth and didn’t respond immediately.

was sure Abel was done talking, she wiped the corners of her m*uth

Abel glanced over his shoulder and straightened up.

moving

here, his old connections

grandfather’s already having a hard time, imagine how bad things will be for

village. She’d become a laughingstock.”

as he added,

and have

some time. They adopted one of the orphans, and she

a well-known socialite

Ms. Quinnell going to compete with

lady like that? She’s already lost

it even started!

was starting to think that his family wasn’t that bad. At the very

walk all

voice when she asked, “Who are you calling a cloistered bumpkin?”

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