Chapter 388

Meanwhile, at the Pearsons, Gordon had just stepped out of the study when a servant hurriedly came over to him with a parcel in his hands. "Sir."

Gordon frowned as he swept his gaze over the box. "What's this?"

"This was delivered last night, and it's written here that… you should open it personally."

He snorted derisively as he paced to the couch with his walking stick and sat down, saying coldly, "Who's so great that I have to open this parcel myself?"

The servant stood at the side and didn't dare to make a sound.

"Throw it out," Gordon instructed.

"Yes, sir," the servant answered with a nod.

Right before he left the living room, Gordon suddenly said, "Hold on."

Immediately, the servant returned. Then, he ordered, "Open it. I would like to see what's inside."

The servant answered and opened the courier box, only to find a voice recording in the box.

Gordon jutted his chin out and gestured at the servant to play the recording, but after hearing the contents, he frowned. "What's this?"

His subordinate at the side answered, "Miss McKinney entered a competition recently, and this is probably her conversation with the organizer."

An incredibly displeased look washed over Gordon. "Why is someone sending me their conversation?"

President Pearson told Miss McKinney the competition rules in advance in order to

in contemplation as he picked up the voice

fool. So, after he heard the information earlier, coupled with the contents of the recorder, he

sneered and tossed the recorder aside. "After all these years, this is the first time someone has the nerve

charged with abuse of power. This is an excellent way to snatch the Pearson Group away from him, he thought and ordered his subordinate, "Take this to our

standby, "Find out who sent this to me. The nerves of them to make

saw that it was already completely dark out, she checked the time on her phone and saw that it was already 9.00PM. Yet, when she

him? So why isn't he here

he might be busy, so she gave up the idea and decided to look for

locked the studio door

was halfway there, she suddenly received a call from Zoe. "Nana, did you see the news on the

check my phone," she answered. "What

posted it on the Internet. Many people are now saying that the competition was held because President Pearson wanted to promote you on purpose, and it has lost all of its impartiality. Now, the official Twitter account of the Pearson Group and the organizers have been called to question, filled with keyboard warriors

furrowed her brows. "When

saw it as well. Where

on the way to

said. "I think the entire Pearson Group must be on tenterhooks now, and you may not meet him even if you go

"It's okay. I'll try to take a look, and it's fine if I don't get

browser and saw that this topic was trending, and there was even the word 'HOT' at the end of the search, proving just how huge of

had been edited off, and only the

was completely nonexistent, and there were a plethora of harsh criticisms in the comments

absolutely amazing. President Pearson is a loving husband indeed. To be able to do something like this, he's really

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