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?"

lot of rumors questioning the authenticity of the competition. They said that President Pearson told Miss McKinney the competition rules in advance in order to let her win first place, but these were all false accusations. In

narrowed his eyes in contemplation as he picked up the voice recorder and

far from a fool. So, after he heard the information earlier, coupled with the contents

aside. "After all these years, this is the first time someone has the nerve to make

Aidan will be charged with abuse of power. This is an excellent way to snatch the Pearson Group away from him, he thought and ordered his subordinate,

as he instructed. Then, as he sat on the couch, deep in thought, he barked to the servant on standby, "Find out who sent this to me. The nerves

and stretched out the crick on her neck. When she saw that it was already completely dark out,

the b*stard tell me to wait for him? So why

him, she thought that he might be busy, so she gave

tidied her things, she locked the studio door and drove to the Pearson

call from Zoe. "Nana, did

driving now and didn't check my phone,"

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

brows.

ago. I just saw it as well.

way

it," Zoe said. "I think the entire Pearson Group must be on tenterhooks now, and you may

to take a look,

she hung up, she opened her browser and saw that this topic was trending, and there was even the

end had been edited off, and only

of the conversation where she said she would consider it was completely nonexistent, and there

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

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