Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

"Why?" Silas, feeling quite charming, was surprised by Pearl's resistance, and he slouched in defeat.

"I've already told you, you can't fool around here," Pearl said. If the Quintons discovered their young heir had become an internet celebrity, which they regard as a lowly job, they might even assassinate her. Silas was insistent. "But my family knows about my plans to become an internet celebrity here, and they fully support it."

Pearl was taken aback by his words and lightly tapped Silas on the shoulders. "Kid, don't lie now that you've just come of age," she chided him, emphasizing the six-year difference between them. Silas, however, was not deterred. "No, I'm not lying." He quickly retrieved his phone and played a video for Pearl to prove his claim.

In the video, members of the Quinton family sat on a sofa, all smiles. "Miss Pearl, Silas has expressed his desire to work at your company. It's an opportunity for him to gain valuable experience, so we hope you'll take good care of him."

Pearl was genuinely surprised by the video and the Quinton family's open-mindedness. However, she couldn't help but think it was going a bit overboard. Nevertheless, since the Quintons had given their approval, she was willing to accept Silas.

"By the way, Silas, I forgot to ask you why your parents agreed to let you work here." Pearl reacted a little late, somewhat puzzled by the extent of their trust.

told them that you're

an eyebrow, doubtful of

gaze confidently. "I told them

find his statement ridiculous. "Future

I like you, and you don't like me, I'm confident I can win you

years older than you, and I will never fall

his pockets. "You know, some people believe that

him. "I'm your boss now, and you're my subordinate. It's not appropriate for the boss to date her subordinates. You better drop

in his hand. "I just

the boss, and I can amend the contract to

unreasonable!" Silas gritted