Chapter 192 You're Good at Making Empty Promises

• “I don't care about your market price. I only talk about mates’ rate.” As if she was determined to rely on her, Courtney grabbed Cameron’s arm tightly. “At worst, I can treat you to roasted duck neck for a whole year.”
• Even if you treat me for ten years, it won't be enough for me to make a dress.” Cameron rolled her eyes. “This is no different from extortion.”
• “Can’t you see that I’m poor? I’ve been to Citron Apparel. It’s just a small factory; an empty shell. The finances are in a mess and it’s short-staffed. If you don't help me, which designer is willing to come? No matter how much I offer, people wouldn't want to come too.”