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

abhorrent discount, they would still be

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

Quinnell might be. My last lead indicated she was at Havenlight County. Do you think she’s

Senior’s going to have his work cut out for him.

on

time fitting

sighed.

was brushing her teeth

was sure Abel was done talking, she wiped the corners of her m*uth and asked slowly, “Why would she

Kingbourne.” Abel glanced over his shoulder and straightened up. “Let’s take my

moving to

here, his old

already having a hard time, imagine how bad things will be

a village. She’d become

sure of himself as he added, “The

and have

one of the

well-known socialite in

is a cloistered bumpkin like Ms. Quinnell going to compete with

lady like that? She’s already lost the battle

started! Poor thing.”

his family wasn’t that bad. At

wouldn’t walk

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

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