Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Chapter 64
However, Brandon seemed to not have heard Richard, saying sharply, “Anyway, I disagree. Why don’t you ask everyone’s
opinion then?”
Richard scanned the others and asked, “Anyone else have doubts?”
A director hesitated before whispering, “I think Mister Brandon is right. What if we face financial losses or unforeseen
complications...”
The others started whispering too.
Observing this, Pearl rose to her feet, flashing a confident smile. “Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to elaborate on Mister
Richard’s proposal.”
Her words made Brandon snort. “I understand you’re on the president’s side, Miss Pearl, but isn’t it unfair for us if you blindly
advocate for him?”
Unconcerned, Pearl addressed the gathering with a tone of gentle authority, “My mentor happens to be a world–renowned
jewelry designer. I believe you guys have heard of her, right?”
Joanna Morgan, an internationally acclaimed jewelry designer, had pieces that commanded sky–high prices, sometimes
reaching into the millions.
Flabbergasted, everyone was all ears while listening to Pearl.
“She once told me that her career started with the most basic designs. However, her craft would never have evolved if she had
solely focused on producing low–end jewelry, even though it could generate substantial profits.
“What we truly need is a refinement in our product quality, aiming to appeal to a broader market. Jewelry is, by nature, a luxury
item, with our customer base encompassing both the general public and the rich.
“The latter demographic, in particular, has the potential to drive significantly higher profits. Naturally, they are less likely to be
drawn to inexpensive jewelry. This is why it’s good for us to venture into high–end jewelry production, to attract a broader
customer base and enhance our earning potential.” Her statement caused a pin–drop silence.
“Sounds reasonable,” Brandon sneered, “but it could just be empty talk.”

Staring at him, Pearl countered, “I studied marketing abroad and consistently ranked at the top of my class. I’m sure that’s more
than enough?”
Brandon was struck speechless, looking pale.
“Is there anyone else?” Pearl scanned the assembly, met with lowered heads in shame.
Finally, her eyes settled on Richard, and she winked at him naughtily. His amazed look filled her with joy.
After that, Richard made the final decision. “Well, it’s settled.”
With the meeting concluded, everyone filed out, but Brandon approached Pearl and said absent–mindedly, “May I have a word.
with you, Miss Pearl?”
Pearl smiled politely. “Sure.”
”
“What’s your relationship with the president?”
“Why? He’s my superior. Don’t tell me you perceive him differently.”
Brandon was puzzled by Pearl’s unfathomable smile, but he refocused on his original intent. He grinned ingratiatingly. “I’ve got to
say, Miss Pearl, the president can be rather strict. I’m sure you’ve faced challenges working under him.”
Raising her brows, Pearl remarked, “Oh? It looks like there’s something else on your mind.”
“You’re smart, Miss Pearl. I believe you understand what I meant. Please think it through and don’t let me down.”