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?"

were a 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 the end, the one who won the competition wasn't her but someone else," the

his eyes in contemplation as he picked up the voice

heard the information earlier, coupled with the contents of the recorder,

years, this is the first

is an excellent way to snatch the Pearson Group away

couch, deep in thought, he barked to the servant on standby, "Find out who

lifted her head from a pile of drafts and stretched out the crick on her neck. When she saw that it was already completely dark out, she checked the time on

me to wait for him?

was about to call him, she thought that he might be busy, so she gave up the idea

her things, she locked the studio door and drove

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

and didn't check

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

brows. "When

just saw it as well. Where

way to

think you shouldn't do it," Zoe said. "I think the entire Pearson Group must be on tenterhooks now, and you may not meet

take a look, and it's fine if I don't get to meet

trending, and there was even the word

thirty-second voice recording. The beginning and end had been edited off, and

she would consider it was completely nonexistent, and there were a plethora of

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

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