She tilted her head, her voice dripping with mock concern. “Or are you just letting your mother die on purpose? I heard you two didn’t get along.”
Alannah bit her lip. “VP, please… I’m begging you…”
Ever since Quincy believed she and his mother had deceived him, he’d frozen Alannah’s bank accounts. It was true that she didn’t even have the money to pay for her mother’s surgery.
Pearl sank into a leather chair, crossing one leg lazily over the other.
“If you’re begging me, you should at least act like it. Kneel, and I’ll think about giving you the money.”
Alannah’s eyes widened in shock.
Seeing her hesitation, Pearl sneered. “You’re just a gold digger who clawed her way into marriage. You slept your way into his bed. Don’t tell me you can’t bring yourself to kneel for your own mother’s surgery.”
Alannah’s fingers trembled. Then, slowly, she made up her mind and sank to her knees.
The conference room was filled with whispers she could hear.
“God, that’s pathetic. The CEO’s wife’s getting humiliated just to pay for her mother’s surgery?!”
“Looks like the CEO’s serious about the VP. We’d better stay on her good side.”
Minutes crawled by, and Alannah’s heart turned to ice.