Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl romance Capítulo 66

Pearl failed to suppress her smile because of the drastic change in Richard's expression. After that, she went to her bedroom.

Watching her graceful exit, Richard's gaze grew more contemplative.

*

Pearl and Richard planned to put up a good show to expedite Brandon's actions. They aimed to make him believe they had a falling out by having a fight.

The next morning, in Richard's office, Pearl and Richard appeared to be discussing. Then, Pearl suddenly raised her voice.

"I told you I didn't mean this. Why can't you understand?"

Richard rebuked coldly, "Listen here. You're just the director of a planning department. You have no right to interfere with my decisions."

"You think you can do whatever you want just because you're the president? That's absurd! I don't care. I can quit. Nobody wants to be your punching bag!"

Bang! It seemed like a glass shattered on the floor, creating a noise that echoed through the office. Everyone within earshot could hear it.

"If you want to quit, then leave. You're not that important to the company."

The tense atmosphere left everyone holding their breath.

Pearl was tempted to smash another glass, but Richard intervened, whispering, "One is enough. If our fight appears too heated, Brandon might grow suspicious."

Smiling, Pearl agreed, "Good thinking."

Following this, Pearl stopped talking, enveloping the office in an eerie hush.

Before long, she retrieved a bottle of mist spray from her bag and sprayed it on her face, smudging her makeup to create the illusion that she had been crying.

She then walked out with a document and slammed the door shut behind her.

Back at her desk, she called Brandon, making sure not to touch up her makeup.

Pearl echoed his sentiments. "Yes, you really should explain this."

Brandon's smugness grew as he heard her words. "I think you're no longer capable of overseeing the company's affairs effectively, given your performance. Perhaps it's time for you to step down from your position?"

Looking cold, Richard demanded, "Are you suggesting that you should take over as president?"

"I never said that. Why don't we ask for others' opinions?" Brandon scanned the colleagues nearby and smiled. "Don't you all think it's time we appointed a new president?"

However, nobody in the room spoke up.

Feeling anxious, Brandon repeated his question, but only silence answered him.

Pearl slowly got to her feet and smiled. "Are you done, Mister Brandon? Why don't you listen to me now?"

Panic began to show in Brandon's face, sensing that something was amiss.