Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Chapter 920

The idea seemed crazy to Jonathan, but he was stuck in a tight spot with Pearl and didn't dare to object.

"So, aren't you going to consider it seriously, Mister Jonathan? This is all I'm asking for."

James stood nearby, expressionless. "Mister Jonathan, we can settle this quietly if you agree. If not, we'll have to take it to court.

You might end up in jail for a while."

He made it clear. If Jonathan didn't accept Pearl's demand, James was ready to take legal action that could land Jonathan behind

bars.

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Jonathan forced a grin, but inside he was fuming. The nerve of these two brats, threatening him! Yet, he couldn't even voice his

anger.

Jonathan, now in his sixties, feared he wouldn't survive a jail sentence. Plus, he'd lose everything he had. Reluctantly, he asked,

"How much do you want?"

Pearl casually inspected her nails and smiled. "| want fifteen percent."

"That's too much! | only have forty-five percent, and you want fifteen? You're ruining me."

Pearl pursed her lips. "Mister Jonathan, your life isn't worth much, is it?"

Asking for fifteen percent was neither too much nor too little in her view; it was just a figure to test his limits. Besides, she didn't

even want the shares.

She was just playing with the silly man to see how he'd react, but he was genuinely considering giving them up.

"This is too much. You've done nothing to deserve fifteen percent. That's outrageous!" Jonathan felt like Pearl was just trying to

take his money away.

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It would be generous to give her five percent, but fifteen seemed like she was trying to take over his company. What a shameless

woman.

Pearl was unaware of his inner turmoil but amused by his changing expressions. "If you think it's too much, we'll go ahead with

legal action," she said as she stood up. "I'm not losing anything here. I'm fine with whatever outcome, but you should prepare for

jail time. James, let's go."

"Wait!" Jonathan, who had seemed resigned, suddenly sprang to life. "Fine, fifteen percent it is."

"It would've saved us both a lot of tif you'd just agreed sooner," Pearl said with a smug grin.

"Meethere tomorrow at the stime. We'll sign the contract then," she instructed. With that, she turned and left.