"Isn't Mdiade's perfume a little too niche?" Quincy Sterling said. "There will be so many guests, and not everyone might like it. This perfume is priced too high, and a bottle that costs five or six thousand isn't easy to resell on second-hand platforms."
On her end of the call, Jessie Sterling jotted it down in a small notebook. "Got it." Then she looked up at Lynn Jennings on the other side of the screen. "Lynn, what do you suggest?"
Lynn Jennings was sitting on her sofa for the evening, holding a honeydew melon and staring at her computer screen. "I think you should ask your President Morgan. The gifts we've chosen are better suited for the female guests. Maybe President Morgan has some different ideas?"
The sudden mention of Victor Morgan's name caught Jessie Sterling off guard. She couldn't react for a moment.
Quincy Sterling, however, nodded in agreement. She looked up from the screen and glanced at her older sister. "Yeah, I think we should ask my brother-in-law, too."
