Chapter 293
Blake couldn’t help but wonder if their blood ties were influencing him.
“Okay, that’s enough.” Blake raised his chin at Glenn. “I’ll take her to Grandfather first, and I’ll be back soon. Just wait for me by the pond at the back.”
Glenn nodded and left right away.
Once Glenn had left, Blake directed another stern gaze at Pearl. “Come on, let’s go. Don’t say too much in front of Grandfather.”
Pearl scoffed, unimpressed. “No need to boss me around. I know what I’m doing.”
“Whatever.” Blake couldn’t be bothered to engage in further conversation with her and led her directly to the main hall.
Inside the main hall, a crowd had gathered, intrigued by the presence of Pearl, whom they had never met before. They had heard about her exceptional talents and were eager to meet her.
Pearl entered the hall confidently. Upon seeing her delicate face, the assembled guests were initially dazzled.
However, their thoughts soon took a different turn as they began to harbor ulterior motives. They realized that even Beah, once considered the most beautiful woman in Bodgow, couldn’t be compared with Pearl.
Moreover, Pearl’s confident and bold demeanor left a positive impression on them. This contrasted sharply with the reports they had heard, describing Pearl as an awkward country girl from a small town.
Clearly, Pearl’s actual demeanor did not align with the previous rumors.
But Pearl paid little heed to the other guests, her attention focused on an elderly man in his sixties seated at the head of the room. He was gazing at her with watery eyes.
Pearl surmised that this man must be Ezra Jordan, the patriarch of the Jordan family and her grandfather.
Despite Ezra’s visible emotional turmoil at the sight of Pearl’s striking resemblance to Beah, he managed to control his emotions. “You must be Pearl.”
Pearl nodded politely. “Yes, Master Jordan. Nice to meet you.” Her connection to the Jordans didn’t evoke strong feelings within her, as she had never interacted with them before. Moreover, Ezra’s distant demeanor made her feel uneasy.
Ezra, though disappointed, immediately composed himself. “Master Jordan? You should call me ‘Grandfather,’ Pearl. Please come closer so I can have a better look at you. You’ve grown into such a lovely young lady.” He gestured for Pearl to approach, but the latter remained where she was.
“What’s the matter?”
Suppressing her unease, Pearl explained, “I’m not used to getting close to people I’m not familiar with, and we’ve just met.”
Ezra nodded in understanding. “I can appreciate your feelings, considering our twenty-year
separation. However, Pearl, you can have anything you desire here. Just name it, and I’ll have the butler arrange it for you.” He seemed intent on convincing her to stay.
Shaking her head, Pearl explained, “I came here because Mister Allan invited me, but I don’t wish to become one of the Jordans. I hope you can let me go.” Her frankness left everyone in the room stunned.
Ezra’s smile stiffened. “What did you say?”
Pearl gritted her teeth and reiterated firmly, “I don’t want to be a Jordan, and I hope you can let me go.”
