The contract was brought onto the stage by an assistant.
Under the bright spotlight—and the sharp focus of countless cameras—the figure “$8 billion” glared back at the audience, bold and undeniable.
Following the protocol, Richard and Paige Dawson were meant to sign the agreement in front of everyone, sealing the deal with a commemorative photo afterward.
Just as Richard picked up the pen and prepared to sign—
“Wait!”
Paige Dawson’s sudden interruption sliced through the air like a knife.
The entire ballroom froze. The tension was so thick, it seemed no one even dared to breathe.
Richard looked up at Paige, confusion flickering across his face.
Was the Fitzgerald Group about to back out at the last minute?
Was that $8 billion about to vanish, just as it was within reach?
He swallowed hard, struggling to keep his voice steady. “Director Dawson, is there something wrong with the contract?”
Paige offered a polite smile, but her words were crisp and clear. “Please have Miss Vaughan come up and sign the agreement. Mr. Fitzgerald made it clear—the investment was granted because of Miss Vaughan. So she should be the one to represent the Fitzgerald Group and sign.”
Richard’s heart, which had leapt into his throat, finally settled. Relief washed over his face.
So they weren’t backing out. It was just a minor detail.
“Of course, of course. I’ll have my daughter sign on behalf of the Vaughan Group,” he replied, then turned to his assistant. “Ableson, ask Pearl to come up and sign the contract with the Fitzgerald Group.”
Pearl was seated close to the stage, and she’d been watching every move intently.
To sign a contract on stage, in front of all these powerful people—by tomorrow, her name would be all over the city’s society pages.
The thought sent a thrill of delight through her.
She swept her red shawl from her shoulders, revealing a daring V-neck, and gathered her skirt as she rose—every inch the proud princess.
“Mom, I’m going on stage to sign for the Vaughan Group,” she said, barely able to hide her excitement.
Eleanor beamed, unable to contain her pride. “Go on, darling, go! I’ll take pictures from here. You truly are my pride and joy.”
Pearl caught sight of Isadora, slouched in her chair with arms crossed, an ambiguous smile on her lips.
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It takes too long to get to the point. Too much unnecessary in between in all of these books. Too many extra characters, the authors lose the plot after a while....