Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl (Pearl and Richard)
Chapter 657

Chapter 657

Owen's expression changed. "Oh, I'm afraid I can't give this to you." It was his family heirloom. How could he give it to someone else easily?

Pearl looked disappointed. "That's a shame."

Curious, Owen asked, "Can you tell me why you want this machete?" The machete was merely án ancient and ordinary weapon, so he wondered why she took a fancy to it. Pearl realized her rudeness and sighed while covering her mouth. "I apologize. I shouldn't have asked. But it reminds me a lot of my father's collection, so..."

Seeing Pearl's downcast mood, Owen softened his tone. "Well, I can give it to you if you like it so much. But... I keep its box at home. Would you like to come with me to get it?" It was the best result that Owen yielded.

Pearl noticed Owen's smugness and sensed there might be a catch, but she happily nodded. " Of course, I'd appreciate it if you could let me have it. Why wouldn't I go with you?" "Great, let's go."

They left the restaurant promptly. When they reached the door, Pearl instinctively glanced in the direction where Richard had parked his car, only to realize he was long gone. She wondered when he had left. Owen courteously opened the car door and invited Pearl inside while she was still confused.

"Let's go, Miss Pearl."

Pearl nodded and got into the car with him. She couldn't be bothered about Richard at this moment.

The car sped along until they arrived at a place Pearl had never been before. During the ride, she absentmindedly touched her ring. Seeing this, Owen smiled reassuringly, assuming she

was nervous.

"Don't worry, Miss Pearl. I won't harm you."

Pearl returned his gentle smile. "No, I'm not worried."

Unbeknownst to Owen, Pearl was trying to send her location to Richard and reach out to him.

However, Richard didn't respond to her messages, which left her flustered. But she decided to proceed with her plan, even if Richard wasn't around.

Owen came from a family with a long and influential history that spanned centuries. The mansion they arrived at looked as grand as a castle, designed in a medieval gothic style, albeit with a somewhat gloomy and eerie appearance.

Owen got out of the car first. "This is my home, Miss Pearl. I'll take you in. You'll be received as an honored guest."

He guided Pearl inside, leading her to the reception hall. However, as soon as she entered the hall, she couldn't hide her surprise.

Sitting next to the main seat was none other than Richard, who had mysteriously gone silent

earlier.

Richard noticed her too, but he appeared calm, as if he and Pearl weren't particularly close.

Owen, on the other hand, was puzzled by the presence of the man sitting across from him. He asked his father politely, "Dad, may I know who this is?"

For some reason, Owen could sense a hint of displeasure from the handsome man from Caplein.

"He's our VIP. He's here to discuss a potential business partnership with us. Besides, his grandmother was your grandfather's best friend."

Shocked, Pearl discovered for the first time that Richard had such a connection.