Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Pearl paid no attention to Silas and returned to her seat at the office desk to continue working. Today's workload was heavier than usual, and she toiled until eleven o'clock at night.

Meanwhile, Silas sat on a couch nearby, amusing himself with his phone while he waited until eleven o'clock.

At a quarter past eleven, Pearl stretched and stood up. She had finally completed her tasks for the day.

"Have you finished your work?" Silas asked, setting aside his phone as he saw her rise.

Pearl was shocked when she heard him. She blinked her tired eyes, glancing into the dimly lit room. To her surprise, Silas was still there.

"Yes, I'm done. I'm heading home now. You should head home too," she replied, waving off any intention of accepting a ride from him.

"I've been waiting here for you for quite a while. Did I come here just to watch you work?" Silas grinned at Pearl, picking up her bag and nonchalantly shutting down her computer without asking for her consent. "Alright, it's settled. I'm giving you a ride home."

Pearl couldn't snatch her bag back due to his height, so she let out a resigned sigh. "Fine, you can give me a ride home. Just give me my bag back."

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began to sweat, but she grabbed the hem of Silas's clothing to

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