Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Chapter 917

Wayne had left, and Pearl, with a sharp look in her eyes, quickly thought of a plan. She knew exactly who she needed to team up with.

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Pearl reached out to the head of Steward Group, suggesting they have dinner together in three days. Before, this man had always been polite, but for some reason, he suddenly acted all high and mighty, making her wait three days before agreeing to meet.

But Pearl was fine with it; she just went along with it and rescheduled for three days later.

When the dinner date arrived, Pearl didn’t hurry. She showed up half an hour late on purpose.

She walked into the restaurant and immediately spotted the middle-aged man waiting. She couldn't help but feel a mix of disdain and disgust.

"Miss Pearl, making a big entrance, I see. You call me here and then show up late," he said.

Pearl forced a calm smile, hiding her inner revulsion. She sat down casually. "Mister Jonathan, how can you say that? You took three days to even accept my invitation. I'd say I'm pretty on time compared to that," she replied, her words dripping with sarcasm.

Jonathan's chubby face darkened, his annoyance clear. "Miss Pearl, as your business partner, I don't think you should talk like that," he said, taken aback.

"Business partner? Mister Jonathan, it seems you remember our agreement after all," Pearl shot back.

"What do you mean by that? If this is how it's going to be, then forget it," he said, standing up angrily.C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

"Wait, Mister Jonathan. We're not done here." Pearl calmly pulled out a contract and tossed it on the table. "You want to terminate the contract, right?"

"Yes." Jonathan glanced at the contract, his interest piqued. "Your company's plans don't align with our direction anymore. The board and I have decided to move on."

Pearl covered her lips and smiled slyly. "Is that the board's decision, or just your personal issue?"

Jonathan faltered, caught off guard by her question. "Miss Pearl, I don't have any problems with you. Why accuse me of such things?"

"If you're innocent, you have nothing to worry about," Pearl countered.

"I've done nothing wrong. Your accusations are baseless," Jonathan said, fixing his tie and trying to maintain his composure.

"If you refuse to admit the truth, it'll only be more embarrassing for you when I reveal it," Pearl warned.

Jonathan turned and sneered. "You need proof for accusations, Miss Pearl. Do you have any? You're just fishing for a reaction. I haven’t done anything wrong."

"Naturally, I have evidence." Pearl clicked her tongue and pulled out another document from her bag.

Jonathan's confidence wavered at the sight of the familiar cover. He panicked when he took a closer look. How did Pearl get this document?