"Why are you here?" Pearl was at a loss. The thing you fear most will always appear.

"Did I interrupt your time together?"

Richard's voice sounded calm, but Pearl could sense his anger simmering beneath the surface. "Of course not. I'm just a little surprised," she replied.

Richard glanced at Silas, who was happily washing dishes inside. "Explain. Why is he here?" As he took in Pearl's pajamas, he pieced together that they had spent the night together. His eyes darkened. "He came to talk but couldn't get a taxi, so he stayed here," Pearl explained quickly. "He slept on the couch. We didn't interact."

If it had been anyone else, Richard might have let it go. But this was Silas, a man who kept thirsting for Pearl.

His expression turned cold, his eyes piercing. There was a faint smell of alcohol as he entered the house. If they hadn't been drinking together, it meant Silas had been drunk when he came

Both scenarios angered Richard.

shivered at the sight

the floor next... Oh. Mister Richard is here too. Have you

over to invite him. "I'm quite a good cook.

he came here to talk? He came here to cook for you?" Not only was Silas cooking, but he was also inviting him in as if he belonged there. He couldn't stand to

cozying up to Pearl the day after. Listen to yourself. You're talking like she

increasingly annoyed with Richard. He had ignored Pearl before, but now he was interrogating

Pearl intervened. Every word Silas spoke felt like stepping on a landmine. She couldn't let

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