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Chapter 386
Leanna stared straight at her as she spoke slowly and surely, "Without you clearing the path with your
grand performance, I wouldn't have had the chance to set the stage for mine."
Georgina’s face twisted into a scowl before she calmed and sneered, "Don’t think for a second that
you’ve won."
"I think I speak for the both of us when I say that I’m only getting started. After all, we both know that
you’ve done far worse," Leanna answered indifferently. "Actually, I've always wanted to ask you
something, Miss Crossley, but I feel like I'm asking the obvious and being a little extra. Still, why don’t
you humor me just this once, hm?"
Georgina cocked her head indifferently, crossing her arms across her chest as though awaiting
Leanna’s performance.
"You're the one who told Anna about my pregnancy, aren't you?" Leanna asked.
Georgina remained unflappable. "From how you worded it, you probably already assumed that it's me.
So no matter what I say, it will merely sound like excuses to you. But since you've mentioned this,
there's something I'm curious about. Is your pregnancy something to be ashamed of? It's been so long,
but you're actually questioning me about it now."
"There's nothing to be ashamed of to be pregnant, of course. Unfortunately, some people have such
dark and filthy hearts that they are afraid of seeing the light. Or should I say, terrified of being
prosecuted?" Leanna ended the conversation right then and there and left without hesitation.
Georgina inhaled deeply as she eyed the closed door. Her expression was utterly frigid. When she
returned to her own room, her cell phone started vibrating as an unknown number called her, but she
hung up in frustration.
However, that unknown number called again after a few minutes.
She heard Queenie's voice from the other end when she picked up. "Hello, Miss Crossley. It's Queenie
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtspeaking."
"What is it?"
Queenie tentatively started, "I'm aware that you hate Leanna as well, so I—"
"So?" Georgina interjected indifferently.
She was flummoxed when she heard Georgina’s curt response, so she paused for a few seconds and
said, "Back then, when I was in Lux Jewelry, I could feel it even though you didn't make it clear, Miss
Crossley. But please don't get the wrong idea. I'm not using this to blackmail you. There's something in
my hands that I think you'll be interested in."
"Oh?" Georgina leaned against the couch as she said, "Maybe you have the wrong idea. I don't hate
Leanna. Since she doesn't affect my interests, I have no reason to dislike her. Are you going to use me
as a guise to do something to hurt her?"
Queenie bit her lip. "It's not like that, Miss Crossley. I just feel that a person like Leanna isn't worthy at
all. She doesn’t deserve to receive President Pearson's love or be a part of the Croasley Family, not to
mention—"
"Not to mention win the first spot in the competition, right?" Georgina finished the sentence for her.
When Queenie didn't answer, she took it as a silent acknowledgment and continued nonchalantly, "But
aren't you the champion of this illustrious competition this time? It looks like you’re right, she truly isn’t
worthy, and neither does she have the ability and talent to back her up."
"I'll play a voice recording for you, and you'll understand everything, Miss Crossley."
From the other end, Lewis and Leanna's conversation at the hotel started playing after some rustling
noises.
Unfortunately, there wasn't any reaction from Georgina, and Queenie couldn't help but raise her voice
in agitation, "Only the winner of the competition has the right to hold a special show during fashion
week, but Lewis gave this opportunity to her instead. Don't you find this unfair, Miss Crossley?"
"It's just a competition," Georgina said. "Anyone who takes it seriously is the loser."
"I think it has something to do with one person now that the organizer has made such a decision,"
Queenie argued.
"Who?"
"President of the Pearson Group."
"Why do you say that?" Georgina asked leisurely.
"The Pearson Group is originally the organizer of the competition this time, and back then in Lux
Jewelry, President Pearson had been giving all sorts of opportunities in fashion to Leanna. So I have
reasons to suspect that the entire competition is just the Pearson Group cooperating with the
organizers, so it doesn't matter who the winner is because Leanna is the one they want to promote,"
Queenie explained.
"That's the Pearson Group you're speaking about. You better keep your tongue in check if you don't
have any proof."
On the other end, Queenie clutched the phone tightly. Initially, she thought that Georgina would fly into
a rage if she mentioned Aidan. After all, Georgina was once his fiancée, and he was back together with
Leanna now; Queenie didn't think anyone could take this lying down.
After a few seconds of silence, she added, "The voice recording in my hands and the relationship
between Leanna and President Pearson are the best proof."
"So, what if you have the proof?" Georgina asked. "You already know that it's an inside job. You can't
possibly expose them to the media, can you? The only ones who aren't afraid of the Pearsons are only
the media companies owned by them."
Queenie couldn’t think of what to say, but she was able to retrieve some vital information from
Georgina's words—she had to expose this to the media and a media company that wasn't afraid of
Aidan at that.
Queenie furrowed her brows slightly as she contemplated for a few seconds and suddenly understood
what Georgina was implying.
Aidan had always been on terrible terms with the rest of the Pearsons. She wanted to expose this
matter, but she couldn't implicate herself in this, so the best way was to pass the recording to someone
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmfrom the Pearsons.
Georgina didn’t bother to wait for Queenie’s answer as she left a few parting remarks, "That's all. I've
said what I should. This has nothing to do with me, so I would advise you to keep mum about this. But,
even without this competition, do you think that Leanna wouldn't be able to hold a special show in the
fashion week with the help of the Pearson Group?"
Queenie gritted her teeth in anger as she screamed in her mind, If that's true, I will never allow it!
"Thank you for your advice, Miss Crossley. I know what I should do now," she said.
The moment Georgina heard the dial tone, she gazed at her screen as a vicious smirk painted her lips.
I would like to see how long Leanna can live her days happily, she thought. Then, if I’m lucky, she
would have suffered her retributions without me lifting a single finger.
On the other end, Queenie was at a loss after the phone call. That was because she had no idea how
to contact anyone from the Pearsons.
In addition, she already had a feud with them when she reported that Leanna was a sugar baby of the
Pearsons.
Although she was released without any charges, the Pearsons had been keeping an eye on Ron the
whole time. If she appeared before them now, they would suspect her motives, which just wouldn’t do.
Queenie thought it over for a long time before bringing the recorder, making a few copies of the
recording, and placing it into a box. Then, she took a cab to another spot, called the number Ron gave
her before and ordered a courier to have the parcel delivered to the Pearson Residence. She even
made a note on the box that it had to be personally opened by Gordon himself.
With all that done, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and was about to call a cab home when she
received a call.
Soon, Elliot's disgruntled voice echoed from her phone, complaining, "I've waited for you the entire
night. When are you coming back?"
She frowned in disgust as she blocked his number straight away. Then, after she gave it some thought,
she called Ron and her family, but nobody picked up as always.
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