Chapter 274 Winter Spoiling

• Abel looked at the order form longingly. "Dude, I wonder when this is how Grandpa would eventually treat me. After glancing at the order form, Wynter said, "This is a quote that is absurdly costly, Abel." Be reasonable here, boss. If we don't price like it, how will we persuade the wealthy that we produce high-end, high-quality couture? Abel pondered Wynter's response. Back then, her position had been different. at the time of her initial market analysis. With her hair pulled back, Wynter stated sardonically, "The Quinnells aren't just your average rich family." "May I propose a 20% reduction?" Abel inquired.
• Wynter doused her face with water. Drapes glistened on her. "Make that 90%," she remarked resolutely, referring to her pristine, snow-white complexion. Additionally, if they commission the jewels, the clothing is free. "What?" Though he dared not, Abel pondered whether Wynter was possessed. Ask her any further questions. After all, they would still be making millions of dollars despite the disgusting discount. He pondered after playing Wynter's last quote, "I wonder who Perhaps the notorious Ms. Quinnell. According to my most recent lead, she was in Havenlight County. Is she from the village there, in your opinion?" Mr. Quinnell Senior will have his hands full if that is the case.
• She will need to be taught the stuffy manners and sophisticated interests; otherwise, she would struggle to blend in with high society. Abel sighed. Wynter didn't answer right away since she was cleaning her teeth. She wiped the corners of her mouth and questioned gently, "Why would she have a hard time?" once she was certain Abel had finished speaking. "You've never been to Kingbourne, Boss, so you wouldn't know." Abel stood up and looked over his shoulder. "Let's use my granddad as an illustration. He was formerly highly esteemed before relocating to Southdale from Kingbourne.