Chapter 242

Well, Richard Steele didn't *have* to use those suppliers either way. As expected, Richard didn't take that well. "Nessa, 20% off is basically the market rate. We're family. If we're doing this for Prosperity Jewels' future, you should at least slash it by half. And those leftover scraps? Just give them to us-no point keeping them around gathering dust." Vanessa's smirk deepened, but she played it cool and nodded. "Alright." Just then, Leander Steele walked in with breakfast. First thing he noticed was Vanessa sitting there with a cold smirk on her face, staring at her phone like she was deep in some plot. "What's on your mind? Feels like someone's in for a rough time," Leander said, knowing her too well. Whenever she wore that calculating look, someone was definitely about to get played-and played hard. Vanessa glanced at him, lips curled. "No one knows me like you do, Leander." She already had a rough plan in mind, though she'd need his help to pull it off. After she explained it, Le