Chapter 883


    In her office, Pearl checked the news on her phone and frowned.


    Ss resigning wasn''t a shock, but joining Hugo''spany after that? He must have known about


    her conflict with Hugo.


    Was he trying to provoke her or make her his enemy?


    Pearl felt ufortable. She had been too harsh with him, and now he was hurt, resorting to


    extreme measures to cut ties with her.


    Ss leaving Cerubleu would be a setback, but him teaming up with Hugo might lead to unforeseen


    consequences. With her war with Hugo intensifying, it was crucial to have the best people on her


    side.


    Should Ss work with Hugo, she wouldn''t hold back.


    As she pondered, her phone rang. She answered, recognizing the voice and feeling annoyed. "You


    again, Hugo."


    "Yes, it''s me. Surprised?"


    Pearl tried to suppress her anger. After her mother''s death, she had blocked all his numbers. But


    Hugo always found ways to contact her, which irritated her.


    "You know I''ve blocked you," Pearl said casually.


    "Of course I do. Why else would I use a new number?"


    Pearl calmed herself and asked, "If you knew, you should stop. Why are you doing this?"


    "Is it wrong to get in touch with the person I love?" Hugo chuckled, sounding hurt.


    "Saying you love me now disgusts me."


    Hugo wasn''t surprised as he was used to her cold attitude. "It''s fine, I knew you would say that."


    "Just tell me why you''re calling. No point wasting each other''s time."


    Hugo stood up, his face partially concealed by shadows, gazing downward with his striking features.


    "I want to see you."


    "I guess you have nothing to tell me then." Pearl was ready to hang up, feeling inexplicably irritated


    by their conversation. It was best to stop engaging with him.


    "Hold on. Remember the jewelry ad we worked on?"


    Pearl paused. Wayne was in charge of that project, and she had almost forgotten about it. "Yes?"


    This is property ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Hugo ran a hand through his hair, appearing deep in thought. "That jewelry campaign was a huge


    sess, and we made a good profit. I''d like to invite you for a celebration."


    "We''ll see how things go."


    "I think you should attend. There''s more I need to discuss with you." Hugo''s low, raspy voice had an


    unexpectedlypelling effect.