Chapter 162
Pearl waved her hand dismissively. “Don’t worry about it. Consider the rest of that money as your first salary. Welcome to Brilliance Entertainment. It’ll be money well spent.”
Clem nodded as he shook with gratitude. “Alright, I won’t let you down. I’ll give my life to Brilliance!”
“That’s too much, Mister Clem.”
Even though it might seem like a significant expense, she had gained the loyalty of a top-notch manager in return.
If Pearl had known the impact this man would have on Brilliance in the future, she would have been exceptionally proud of her
decision.
“You should report to Brilliance for work tomorrow and just mention my name when you get there.”
Pearl was ready to leave, but Clem stopped her. “Miss Pearl.”
Pearl turned around, curious. “Yes?”
Clem pondered for a moment before asking, “You’re the president of Cerubleu, aren’t you?”
Pearl’s smile faltered momentarily. “Why do you think so?”
“Why would you go to such lengths to recruit me if you weren’t the president? All I need to do is mention your name. Only someone in a very high position could arrange that.”
Clem was a clever man. Years of experience had honed his ability to read situations, and he suspected that this clever young
woman was his boss.
“Well, since you’ve guessed it, I won’t deny it. You’re correct. I am the president of Cerubleu, and I genuinely want you to join my company,” Pearl admitted.
While lower-level employees might not know who she was, Clem, as a high-level manager, would eventually find out.
”
‘Alright, thank you, Miss President.” Clem appreciated her more for not hiding it from him.
Pearl smiled back at him and headed for the exit, but before she could leave, someone stood in front of her.
“Hugo?” Pearl watched as he stretched out his long legs to block her path, growing annoyed.
“What’s the matter? Don’t want to see me?” Hugo took a casual sip of his coffee, wearing a mischievous smile. He hadn’t intended to seek her out-their encounter at the cafe happened by chance.
“Please don’t show your face anymore. I’m disgusted just by looking at you.”
Hugo shook his head. “Destiny has brought us together. Why don’t you take a seat? You might be interested in what happened to my Mom.”
“What did you say?” Pearl froze at the mention of Susan.
Hugo felt more confident when she turned around. “I have a proposal for you.”
Pearl pulled up a chair and looked at him with suspicion. “Go on. What’s the proposal?’*
“I’m sure you’ll be interested in this deal.” Hugo raised his brows. “I know you suspect something. You want to prove that Abby was the one who hurt my mom, not you. I’m sure you’ve done a lot to clear your name, right?”
