Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

"What's the matter? It's just an act, not real. The main issue is that my grandpa is determined to meet my girlfriend. How am I supposed to find a girlfriend who will satisfy him at this point?" Silas explained, his eyes assessing Pearl from top to bottom, seemingly approving of her appearance. "I think you're pretty good. Besides, my grandpa kind of likes you."

"Why would your grandpa like me?" Pearl was puzzled. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Silas struggled to hold back his smile as he replied, "Everyone in Enswood knows that the president of Cerubleu is a woman with both beauty and brains. I bet there's a line of suitors wrapping around the city, eager to marry you."

"Really now?" Pearl knew she had her share of admirers, but she didn't think it was as exaggerated as he described.

Unbeknownst to her, before she got together with Richard, Wayne had effectively discouraged her suitors. After her relationship with Richard, no man dared to challenge his authority, further solidifying her belief that men didn't particularly like her.

"Of course. After I told my grandpa that I liked you, he was so happy that he insisted on meeting you," Silas replied, pouting slightly. "If you don't help me this time, my grandpa will lock me up at home when I go back. Are you willing to let go of a cash cow like me?"

at Silas's antics. His words seemed exaggerated, but there was some truth to them. Silas was incredibly popular in the company, and his departure would be a

a moment to weigh the pros and cons, Pearl

visibly relaxed and reached out to tousle her hair playfully. "In that case, I'll let you handle the PR

Even if I handle the PR, we

knew, she practically wanted to be with him all the time. "Don't worry, there's no

Let's go to the office now." Pearl got

finally willing to sit

the office. Celine,

down. He turned