Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl (Pearl and Richard) novel Chapter 750

The next day, Pearl noticed a flashy red sports car parked by the roadside. She hadn't paid much attention to the cars parked outside before, remembering that Silas's cars were usually ordinary and didn't attract much notice.

Then, a man in casual brown clothes got out of the car. He wore a bright, mischievous smile, but something about his expression seemed a bit odd.

With a familiar voice, he said, "Pea, I'm here to pick you up after work. Can you come home with me today?"

Pearl snorted coldly, thinking that changing his clothes didn't change his demeanor. He still acted as if she was about to meet his parents as the future daughter-in-law.

Well, if she had to play along, she might as well do it convincingly. She replied bluntly, "I haven't brought any gifts, and I'm not dressed for the occasion."

Silas pointed to the back seat, where there were already a bunch of gifts. "I've got everything ready for you. Plus, you're a guest, so don't worry about formalities. Enough talking, get in the car."

Pearl shrugged indifferently and got into the car.

Soon, the red sports car pulled into the Quinton Residence. The place looked fancy, with a tall entryway, a grand entrance, big arched windows, and fancy stonework, all showing off luxury and elegance.

Pretty impressive. No wonder Silas, from such a wealthy family, oozed luxury in every way.

Even before Pearl stepped out of the car, she noticed a red carpet on the lawn. There were servants on either side, holding trays filled with flower petals.

Looking at this setup... were they sure it wasn't a wedding?

Pearl cautiously got out of the car. As soon as she stepped onto the red carpet, the servants started showering her with flower petals. She found herself covered in fragrant petals, feeling somewhat dumbfounded but resigned to the situation.

She glanced back at Silas and saw he was calm and happy, as if he expected all this. She glared at him, but he just gave her a reassuring smile.

The woman was a bit plump but had a charming presence. The way she looked at Pearl felt like she was assessing a potential daughter-in-law. Pearl couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

"Hello, Mrs. Quinton. You must be Silas's mother, right?"

The woman smiled warmly. "Yes, that's me. You've got a sharp eye, Miss Pearl. Impressive!"

With that, she kicked the man beside her, and Silas's seemingly soft-spoken father joined the conversation. "Yeah, yeah. Miss Pearl is as beautiful as a flower and has a gentle personality. No wonder Silas adores you so much."

Silas's father was straightforward, saying what everyone was thinking.

Pearl realized she had been played, but with Silas's parents and even the elderly patriarch present, she had to keep her composure.