Elena held her phone, mentally calculating how much she could earn by taking on the order at ten times the usual design fee.
Casually, she said, “It’d be foolish not to take the money. If he’s offering me ten times the price, why shouldn’t I take it?”
Isabella shrugged, finding nothing to argue against.
For Elena, her career took precedence over the tangled web of grudges with the Hall family.
She didn’t particularly care about earning this money, but if it could help her career, a temporary compromise might not be such a bad idea.
“Besides,” Elena added, “you know I’m already planning to invest in establishing my own studio. Every step requires money. Taking on this job would relieve a lot of financial pressure.”
Hearing this, Isabella pursed her lips.
“But don’t you think letting
