Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

"Miss Pearl, it's rude to invite you to a place like this. But our boss really wants to see you right away. Please forgive us for such poor reception." The man seemed polite and careful when he talked to Pearl.

Pearl raised her brows. "Someone from the Savary family?" That man grinned, showing lines on his face. "You're quick, Miss Pearl." "But having a spy watch his son seems a bit too much—" Pearl stopped herself from saying it sounded crazy.

She hadn't thought Santiago was that kind of person. She had just received the DNA report, and Santiago quickly found out about it.

She wondered if she should think he was good at getting information or if he was going too far.

The man sensed Pearl's mockery and quickly said, "It's because he really looks out for Mister Claude and cares a lot." Pearl wasn't sure if Santiago really cared for Claude.

She didn't want to make a big deal about it. She smiled and made small talk. "Yes, Mister Santiago really... cares a lot for his son." Otherwise, Santiago wouldn't have brought Pearl to his house so quickly.

The driver drove faster because their talk was getting more uncomfortable.

They got to the house very quickly. When Pearl got out, she saw Claude, who had just parked his car.

When Claude saw Pearl, his eyes lit up. "I didn't think you'd actually come." But then he thought maybe Santiago had someone watching him, which made him less happy. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

"Thank you, but I'm not really happy." Pearl forced a smile at Claude but then looked serious.

"Alright, since you're here and he made all this effort, let's go see him together." Claude leaned in and smiled. "Right, my dear sister?" Pearl found it awkward when he called that, but she didn't what else to do, so she f They went into the hall together.

him. Content belong t As they entered, someone threw a cup that hit Claude's knee. Tea spilled on his leg.

Pearl heard him groan, but he didn't show any pain. It seemed like he was used to this.

"Bastard!" A loud voice filled them with fear.

But Claude just kept walking into the hall.

Pearl looked at the man standing there once she was inside. He was dressed in traditional clothes, thin, but looked serious. He seemed younger than other men in their fifties. His angry look changed when he saw Pearl.

Pearl saw all his emotions. He was shocked, confused, surprised, moved, and a little sad.

Since arriving, she has acted humble and gentle. "Mister Santiago, why didto chere?" " wnc Santiago forgot about being mad at Claude. All his attention was on Pearl.

"You're... my daughter?" Santiago's voice was trembling. He was nervous.

It seemed like he really knew the result of their DNA test.

"Yes and no." Santiago was stunned. "What do you mean?"