Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl romance Capítulo 282

"The president of Cerubleu," her assistant clarified when she noticed the confused expressions all around.

Cerubleu? The company that had rapidly climbed to become one of the top three companies in the country within just two years of its establishment?

Pearl was the president of Cerubleu Corporation? That seemed unbelievable.

Richard looked at Pearl, who exuded confidence from head to toe, and he was left in a state of shock. He recalled her visit to his office a week ago when she had talked to him about leaving the company.

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"I think there's something up with Jenny. I don't know if you'll believe me, considering how much she resembles your first love."

Pearl sounded reserved, but Richard could see the struggle in her eyes. His heart ached as he realized he had neglected her feelings. "I believe you."

Pearl's eyes twinkled. "Why?"

"Because you're the one I love now, so I will always believe you." Richard sighed. "The past is long gone. I don't care about her anymore."

Richard cared about their relationship, which had ended abruptly without closure, and it had left emotional scars. He felt betrayed, but he hadn't missed his first love.

"I have a suggestion. You can look into her past and you might find something."

"We'll be alright if you're not on her side." Encouraged by his support, Pearl smiled. "I have a plan. Would you like to hear it?"

Nobody present believed her, especially Jenny.

"Even if you don't want to take responsibility, Pea, this is such a ridiculous lie. If we expose you, your reputation is going to be ruined." Jenny tried to advise her but was essentially implying to everyone that Pearl was just pretending and lying.

Once everyone had recovered from their initial shock, they quickly saw through the ruse. How could Pearl possibly be the president of Cerubleu? If she truly held that position, why would she invest so much effort in working at Waldorf Enterprises? Why wouldn't she simply be the president?

"You don't get to decide if I'm lying or not."

Jenny couldn't stand pretending to be nice anymore, so she smirked. "Well, show us proof that you're the president then."