My Bossy CEO Husband - Chapter 196

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Rosalynn’s expression darkened as she observed the exchange.

The designers were selecting their customers!

This was a grave taboo in the service industry!

“Hello, I’m Rosalynn Fuller.

Would you mind if I create a design for you?”

Rosalynn rose from her seat, swiftly approaching the middle-aged woman, and offered her services with a warm grin.

The woman cast a skeptical glance at Rosalynn.

“Aren’t you swamped? I can’t afford an exorbitant design fee.

She was no fool and understood why she had been rebuffed.

Rosalynn’s smile remained unwavering.

“The crux of a design is its value.

Why not share your specifications with me? Once I offer my suggestions, you can make your decision.

Pondering the proposition, the woman eventually nodded in agreement.

“Very well, I shall heed your advice before making my choice.

“Kindly pour a cup of coffee for the lady,” Rosalynn requested of the receptionist.

With that, she took a seat opposite the middle-aged woman at the consultation table, pen and notebook in hand, ready to take notes.

“My home spans 840 square meters, encompassing three floors and a 1, 200-square-meter yard.

Rosalynn hesitated before asking, “Madam, what is your address?”

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1220, West Ring Road, Naom Villa.

The middle-aged woman named Haleigh Tucker took a sip of water and shared her address with Rosalynn.

Hearing this, the designers who had just turned down the project glanced at Haleigh in disbelief.

They had all assumed that Haleigh resided in an older neighborhood on the outskirts of town.

To their surprise, she lived in an affluent villa district.

It was the great opportunity they had been anticipating every day.

They completely missed the chance.

Upon completing this project, the design fee alone would amount to hundreds of thousands of dollars, not to mention the commission after completion.

At this moment, the three designers were filled with regret.