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Chapter 720 Are You Waiting for My Invitation?
Upon arriving at the Pearson Group, Daphne took the elevator straight to the floor where the
president's office was located.
As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she was intercepted by a man. It was Justin's assistant.
Daphne mentioned, "I want to see J—President Pearson…"
"If it's about what is happening online, you don't have to meet him."
Daphne looked at him and asked, "Why not? Also, I haven't done anything wrong or made any
inappropriate statements. Why was my account taken away?"
"It's a company-wide policy, not just targeted at you personally."
Daphne chuckled at that. "Have you changed the passwords of other artists' accounts as well?"
The man's expressionless face remained unchanged. "You should have seen the news this morning. It
had a significant impact on the Pearson Group. As an employee of the Pearson Group, you should
bear some of the risks for the company."
"Whether or not I bear those risks is my own business. You can't slander me online without my consent
and take away my account. You are even stopping me from responding to those rumors!"
"That is the company's decision. If there is something you are not satisfied with, you can terminate your
contract anytime."
Daphne was so infuriated that she could barely speak. Not wanting to waste any more time with him,
she took a step forward. "I want to see President Pearson!" she repeated firmly.
However, the man blocked her path once again. "Hasn't your manager taught you that you can't report
to higher-ups directly? If you have any concerns, you can tell your manager, and your manager will
decide whether or not to address the issue. They will then submit it to the department manager. After
the manager's approval, it will be passed on to the president's assistant. Only when the assistant
approves will it be brought to President Pearson's attention."
He glanced at Daphne and continued, "Issues like yours won't pass through the assistant's office. You
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtbetter not waste your time here."
Daphne looked at him calmly. "My manager is President Pearson, so if you have a problem with me,
you can go talk to him."
The man was momentarily stunned. However, he quickly snapped out of it and furrowed his brow in
anger. "Please stop causing trouble here. The current president is—"
"Hunter." The warm voice of a man rang out from behind.
The one who was in Daphne's way turned around upon hearing that, his expression changed into one
that was completely different from before as he respectfully greeted, "President Pearson."
Justin nodded. "Go ahead and attend to other matters. I'll handle things here."
Hunter Sins hesitated, but he eventually left after glancing at Daphne.
Now that they were alone, Justin looked at Daphne and offered a gentle smile. "I apologize for his
behavior. He has a rather explosive temper. Please don't take it to heart."
Daphne pursed her lips lightly without responding.
Despite her silence, Justin turned his wheelchair around and urged, "Come with me."
Inside the president's office, Justin gestured for Daphne to take a seat before he pressed the intercom
to have the assistant bring in a cup of tea.
"So, what brings you here to see me?" he asked.
Justin maintained a light smile on his face. His expression was earnest as if he genuinely intended to
listen to and address her concerns.
In that instant, Daphne couldn't bring herself to vent the anger she had felt earlier. Then again, keeping
it inside was making her feel miserable.
She began slowly, "Theodore and I became a trending topic this afternoon. The video that circulated
only showed a few seconds, and now everyone thinks that we've gotten back together. There are also
posts online analyzing that it was deliberately released by the Pearson Group to divert the public's
attention."
However, Justin seemed as surprised as if he was hearing about this for the first time. Sighing, he
commented, "You know that you can't believe everything you see online."
"The assistant outside just admitted it," Daphne added. "He said that as an employee of the Pearson
Group, I should bear some of the risks for the company."
Justin frowned slightly. "Did he really say that?"
"Yes." She nodded. "I will do what I can to help if the company is facing difficulties, but I can't accept
this way of going about it. They made a decision on my behalf without my knowledge and confiscated
my account, preventing me from responding while giving me whatever righteous reason they could
come up with."
This time, Justin didn't seem as clueless as before. "They discussed the unified management of the
artists' accounts during their meeting this morning. I'm not quite familiar with this, so I just signed the
document without much thought. If you want your account back, I'll talk to them about it."
Daphne's hand which rested on her lap clenched involuntarily. If this was truly a company-wide
decision and all the other artists' accounts were under company management, wouldn't she be an
exception if she reclaimed hers?
After a moment, she brought up, "I would like to discuss how we should respond to today's incident
with you first, President Pearson."
Justin looked rather apologetic. "I'm sorry. I really don't understand this matter well. I'll have the PR
department contact you."
"No need for the PR department. I want to clarify directly," Daphne replied.
"How do you plan on clarifying?"
"The video only shows a few seconds of the whole thing. If we can find the complete video, the rumors
will debunk themselves."
"But—" Justin started, to which Daphne interrupted, "This is my own affair, and I will find a way to
handle it without causing trouble for the company."
Justin nodded when she said that. "Please let the assistant's office know if you need any help. Just tell
them that it's what I want them to do."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Alright." Daphne then added, "Regarding the account, I don't want it back entirely. The company can
manage it, but I want the right to use it. I will confirm my Tweets in the future with the company before I
post them."
Justin smiled and reassured her, "There's no need to be so strict about it. I'll tell them to give you the
password later."
Hearing that, Daphne stood up and slightly bowed to him. "Thank you, President Pearson. I'll take my
leave now if there's nothing else."
At that point, Justin called out to her. "By the way, you mentioned earlier that Aidan was responsible for
your work, right?"
"Yes."
"And as you can see, handling company matters has become difficult for me with how I am now. Since I
probably won't be able to offer you any assistance in your work, I'll arrange a new manager for you."
His words were polite and gentle, making it almost impossible to refuse.
"Alright. Thank you, President Pearson," Daphne replied before turning around and leaving the office.
As she passed by the assistants' office, she deliberately paused and glanced inside.
Surprisingly, there wasn't a single familiar face in there.
Daphne then averted her gaze and entered the elevator. Suddenly, she felt as if the current Pearson
Group had become incredibly unfamiliar.
Just as she walked out of the Pearson Group, she received a call from Leanna.
"Where are you?" Leanna said in greeting.
Daphne turned around and looked at the building behind her. Although it was bathed in sunlight, it
seemed colder than when Aidan was still around.
"I was dealing with something. What's up?" she asked.
"Come to the studio now. I have something for you."
Daphne hesitated. "Can it wait until tomorrow? I have something to attend to right now…"
Before Leanna could respond, a cold male voice came from the other end of the line. "Are you waiting
for my invitation?"
Daphne ended up replying in a small voice, "I'm coming."
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