The Peremptory Casey Davies novel Chapter 366

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 the latter 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 recommended 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 class with luxurious appearance, people like Charles, whose clothing had the price of a decent and successful person.

There was absolute no sign showing that Casey and Edith as one of the top class 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 looked towards Charles for answer.

Charles's voice grew stern, "Yes. This is Mr. Davies and this is his wife. They want a design for wedding dress. The original plan 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 glance 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 some comfort but also showed a trace of pomposity to Casey.

"That's funny. I really had no plan 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 according to agreed conditions, you have to pay me 200,000 in compensation even if your choice isn't me. How about that, huh?" Fidelia answered back to Casey with no politeness.