Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

As Pearl had done a good job, Richard put her in charge of the project.

The punished Emily scurried away dejectedly whenever she saw Pearl, her gaze gloomy as she stared

at the latter. Pearl felt that Emily was thinking up a way to harm her

Pearl bumped into Sean at the

coffee machine. He blinked at her and raised his brows at her. “I heard Rich dealt with Emily on your be

half. Seems like you’re really important.”

Hearing his sarcasm, she felt uneasy but maintained her composure. “And what about it? Are you jealo

us, Mister Sean? Did I snatch away your brother’s love toward you?”

Sean’s face stiffened. “You sure like malding jokes, Miss Pearl.”

“You’re the one who started this, Mister Sean. I’m just giving you a taste of your own medicine.” Pearl c

almly poured herself a cup of coffee. No one could outwit her in terms of sarcasm.

“You’re interesting, Miss Pearl. No wonder that workaholic Richard has a new

outlook on you.” Sean kept his smile but his words filled people with uneasiness.

“Thank you, but you talk too much.”

Pearl was the first person to comment that he talked too much. No one had ever humiliated him as suc

h. Feeling embarrassed, his expression fell. “Fine. I’ll leave you to enjoy your coffee in peace.”

fell into th

As Sean stormed away with his coffee in hand, Pearl fell into thought as she watched him leave.

Pearl’s proposal gained the admiration of the company’s partners. It raked in quite a bit of profit for the

season, so the company decided to hold a party to celebrate the company’s achievements. Although P

earl had proven she was not a village Idiot as they had imagined her to be, Richard decided to take her

to buy a gown to protect the Waldorfs‘ reputation.

In light of what happened previously, Pearl picked a dress she liked and asked Richard to pay for it. “I li

ke this one, Richard. Please buy it for me.”

Richard looked at the long

dark green dress adorned with turquoise. Its style was bright and lively, but he shook his head.

“This one would suit you better.”

He took a long wine–red dress off the rack. There were rose patterns on the hem, and

there were sparkling diamonds set diagonally on one side.

“Richard, be honest. Do you hate me? Why do you want me to wear such a vulgar dress?”

Pearl never wore such bright colors. Her clothes had always been simple and neat.

When Richard heard her doubt his taste, his eyes turned gloomy. “If I hated you, would I have brought y

Pearl felt much better upon hearing this. She became curious when she saw his serious expression. “So

in love with me? Otherwise, why do you care so much about me?”

“You’re overthinking it.” Richard shoved the dress into her arms.

“You’re so unromantic.” Pearl shrugged and walked into the changing room.

A few minutes later, the door opened with a creak, and a figure dressed

in red slowly stepped out. Pearl had tied her hair up. exposing her slender neck. Her extreme falmess c

“Have I bewitched you?” Pearl waved in Richard’s face as she smiled cheekily.

He calmly averted his gaze and mocked, “I just find it baffling that the one who came up with the compa

“Why do you and your brother say such nasty words?” Pearl rolled her eyes.