Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Although Claude said so, both he and Pearl ended up waiting for the results.

As they expected, they found out they were related by blood.

Claude clicked his tongue while holding the report. "Can you believe it? I have an older sister, and we share the sfather. He sure has led an interesting life." Pearl, a bit confused, asked, "Aren't we supposed to have the smom too? What are you talking about?" Pearl remembered that Claude was the foster son of the Savary family, a detail she learned from Sabrina. Her own investigation had also told her the sthing.

Claude saw she was confused and explained, "Even though I'm known as the adopted son of the Savarys, I'm actually the family's illegitimate child. Our father, Santiago, once made a mistake and had me. He never married because he was always in love with another woman, who I believe must be your mother." Claude called Santiago by his first name, not "dad." Pearl could see the sadness in Claude's eyes, understanding that he hadn't been treated well by the Savary family since he was young. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

She didn't know what to say to make him feel better, so she just asked, "Is Santiago in Enswood right now?" Claude blinked. "Yeah, but why? Do you want to meet him?" He then smiled. "I bet he doesn't even know he has a grown-up daughter. If he finds out he has a child with the woman he loved, he'd be so happy." Pearl was actually scared. Knowing that Santiago had slept with Saule under that kind of circumstance and realizing he might not let her go easily because of who she was, worried her.

build one Santiago had a reputation for being cruel and cunning, which cunning, which helped him a huge business. It was hard to guess if he'd be happy or wary about her. "Why don't you go to Savary Residence with me?" Claude suggested as he was about to get his car.

Pearl shook her head and pursed her lips. "No, I won't go today. I'll meet him when the tis right." Claude didn't push her. After all, it's hard to father venly learn about a I never knewadmired Pearl for staying calm.

"Alright, you should head hthen." Claude shrugged and shook the car key. "Do you need a ride?" "No, I have my car," Pearl declined.

When Pearl got to her car, she felt something was wrong. Looking up, she saw several men dressed in black surrounding her.

The man in charge, wearing a suit and smiling, said, "Miss Pearl, right? I'd like to invite you somewhere." "Who are you?" Pearl gripped the car door, thinking of making a quick escape.

"You'll find out soon," he replied, gesturing for his men to make way and pointing to a long Lincoln car. "Please, Miss Pearl." Realizing she couldn't take on so many people, Pearl knew escaping wasn't an option. But these men didn't seem like villains.

། Cautiously, she locked her car and followed the man to the Lincoln. She noticed the strong scent of cologne inside, which indicated that it was likely owned by a man. S But who could it be?