Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

The situation in the office was getting more urgent each day. Pearl couldn't afford any delays, so she took out her phone and dialed that familiar number.

After a couple of rings, someone answered.

"Hello. How can I help you?" The voice from the other end sounded cold and distant.

"I have something I'd like to trouble you with-" Pearl began, but before she could finish her words, a colder voice interrupted, "Nope."

She knew this would be the answer, but it still hurt her.

"But I-"

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that this woman

ended, and the mechanical beeping sound reminded her that she truly couldn't have any contact with him. Outside the door, the noise of employees suddenly reached her

if there was a slim hope, she

a direct phone call didn't work, Pearl decided to visit him in the office personally and catch him

front desk of Waldorf Enterprises and asked politely, "I'd

today. If one didn't know her well, they

she was surprised. But she still maintained professional courtesy, so she smiled and asked, "Do you have an appointment with our

looked conflicted. She paused, then took out her phone, showing the

see him. But we discussed it over the phone, so

who could get hold of the

again, "Can I

directly pointed in her direction. "This way, miss. The president's

her sunglasses and smiled, "Thank