Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Richard's refusal to help her company was a harsh reality for Pearl to accept. Her heart ached as she looked up with determination and sincerity. "I don't care about your attitude towards me, but I still hope you can save my company. It's in everyone's interest. I'm sure you understand, Mister Richard."

She was right. In Enswood, aside from the Waldorfs, Cerubleu held the most power and even more potential than the Waldorfs. The once-balanced situation, where both powers coexisted, was now on the verge of collapse.

"I do," Richard replied, his eyes resolute. When emotions failed, he turned to reason, a method that aligned with Pearl's style.

"Since you've made that clear, I won't trouble you further." A hint of disappointment flashed in Pearl's eyes.

There was no way out now. Richard had closed himself off entirely. No matter how she pleaded, he wouldn't lend a helping hand. He seemed determined not to help Cerubleu. Leaving these words behind, she could only leave.

However, behind her, Richard's gaze was deep and unwavering.

With her only solution blocked, Pearl returned to the office where Wayne awaited her. Seeing her somewhat despondent, he understood what had happened.

as if drained of all strength, as if she might

say to comfort her. "It's okay. We'll get through this together." He

managed a wry smile. "It's okay, I'll

each day. 30% of the staff

work, and the

executives was held. Pearl sat

her in this state, her staff dared not

looked at Pearl and spoke discontentedly, "Miss Pearl, you said that you found a

no excuses at all. In her current

I didn't successfully implement the last plan," she

hearing this, those who had been silent began

that be? Didn't you promise