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.

Wayne." She spoke those words as if drained of all strength, as if she might collapse

her in this state, Wayne felt distressed but didn't know what to say to comfort her. "It's okay. We'll get through this together." He specifically used

comforting himself and managed a wry smile. "It's okay, I'll think of another way for the

situation worsened each day. 30% of the staff had already resigned,

the will to work,

held. Pearl

this state, her

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

no excuses at all.

I didn't successfully implement the

hearing this, those who had been silent began to

be? Didn't you promise