Chapter 366 My Offer Is Ten Million


    What Casey said had drawn the attention of all people in the lounge. A contemptuous expression soon


    emerged on Fidelia''s face as she recognized that it was the man from the parking lot they had an


    argument with.


    "Who are you? How dare you speak to me like that?! Security! Call the security! Get the tramp out of


    my sight before it messes up my thinking." Fidelia said.


    By this time Edith and Charles appeared and thetter went blue in the face at Fidelia''s words.


    Fidelia immediately shifted her tone at the sight of Charles and said, "Mr. Charles, for God''s sake,


    please get security to throw them out. Their existence here is disgusting."


    Charles threw out a grim look at Fidelia before speaking, "Sorry to let you down. But the two are our


    guests of wedding photograph, whom I have no right to throw out. I just rmended you to Mr.


    Davies for I thought you were a renowned and outstanding designer in the design scene. I''ve never


    expect you acting like that! What a mistake to let you be here!"


    With another shift expression on her face, Fidelia looked Casey and Edith up and down, again, but still


    had no clue how these people got to be her clients.


    Normally, her design requests were from the top wealthy ss with luxurious appearance, people like


    Charles, whose clothing had the price of a decent and sessful person.


    There was absolute no sign showing that Casey and Edith as one of the top ss and Fidelia even


    doubted whether they could afford her design.


    "Mr. Charles, you gotta be kidding me, right? My clients this time are these… these people?" Fidelia


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    Charles''s voice grew stern, "Yes. This is Mr. Davies and this is his wife. They want a design for


    wedding dress. The original n was to let you two show your own draft and they chose one as the


    final design."


    Soon a feeling of insecurity caught up with Fidelia--- if it was true that Casey and Edith were the clients,


    what had happened in the garage might lead Casey to the decision on which designer to choose.


    Just as expected, Casey gave a nce to both Fidelia and Howard, said, "I think there is no need of


    two drafts. The personality of a designer tells loads of the designer---a designer with mediocre


    personality makes no outstanding design."


    Upon hearing that, Fidelia had her displeasure all over the face for those words meant she had gone all


    the way here for nothing.


    However, a question soon popped out in her mind: "those two are nothing like the rich, even they had


    picked me as their designer, are they able to afford my design?"


    As a top designer across the country, Fidelia''s charge started with million, a price way beyond the


    ordinary. At the thought of that, Fidelia not only got somefort but also showed a trace of pomposity


    to Casey.


    "That''s funny. I really had no n for designing things for people like you. Besides, I wouldn''t have


    even been here if it wasn''t for the sake of Mr. Charles. And ording to agreed conditions, you have to


    pay me 200,000 inpensation even if your choice isn''t me. How about that, huh?" Fidelia answered


    back to Casey with no politeness.


    Charles just tried to speak for Casey but was interrupted by thetter.


    Receiving no instant reply from Casey, Fidelia turned back towards to Howard and sneered, "See?


    Only 200,000 is out of his league because he is a penniless vagrant. You want to be the designer of the


    wedding dress? I''m afraid he doesn''t have the money to pay you in the end. Free advice: don''t waste


    your time."


    Casey looked towards Howard for his answer: "If he still wants the job, money won''t be the problem."


    Howard took a look at Casey and said, "Money was never my first consideration of my design for it can


    be disturbing. Since you are the person introduced by Mr. Charles, I believe there would be some


    guarantee in the remuneration. Also, your wife is very pretty. Designing a wedding dress, if I may, for


    her will bring me much more than money. So I''m willing to be the designer even for free."


    "Such a hypocrite! You really could do it for free?!" Fidelia doubted with curled lips.


    At this time, Casey turned to Charles and made an eye contact with him.


    Knowing the attitude of Casey, Charles went straight to Fidelia and said, " You can go now. As for the


    200,000, I''ll have you paid as soon as possible. Seriously though, you, a top designer, speaking like


    that was really a disappointment."


    Fidelia''s face again showed no clue of pleasantness. But thinking about the 200,000 she had just got


    by only being here for a moment, which was indeed a good deal, Fidelia kept her mouth shut.


    By the moment Fidelia prepared to leave with her assistant, Casey walked up to Howard, said in smile,


    "I really appreciated what you''ve said. There will be a ce for you in the industry. I can see that. I''d


    like to offer ten million for the design of my wife''s wedding dress. Of course, the precondition is you''re


    gonna make the perfect one for her. I want her to be the most shining bride of the world on our wedding


    day."


    Suddenly, Howard became speechless after hearing those words, for he was ready to ept the low


    price. But after what Casey had said, he thought he must have misheard."


    Howard was not the only person standing in shock. Those word also went into the ear of Fidelia, who


    was on her way out, stopped by those words and turned to Casey. "What a bragger! A hobo could


    afford ten million on the dress? Do you believe it?!" Fidelia sneered.


    Charles gave out a cold hum and talked back to her, "Just go. You have no business here."


    Fidelia herself had no intention to stay and went right towards to the door.


    By the time they arrived at the power tower, Fidelia stared at Charles and asked, "Mr. Charles, why you


    rmended me to those poor people? Is it because that man''s wife is a beauty? He even had the


    nerve to offer ten million for the design of the wedding dress. That was really killing me."


    Charles looked at Fidelia as if he were looking at a moron, and replied, "One more word like that, I''ll


    call the security to send you out. He wasn''t joking. Ten million for him is just pocket money."


    The next second Fidelia goggled at him in bewilderment, "Howe?!"


    "It is true." Charles answered in disdain, "He is my boss. Do you think ten million will be a problem for


    him?"