Chapter 295
Knowing that she didn’t want to hear the old man pretend to care, he had said it to help her leave the situation.
“You’re so full of yourself. I don’t have the time to help you. Have you forgotten that you kicked me into the flowerbed?” Blake’s anger flared up at the mention of that incident. His face, which had returned to a neutral expression, darkened once more.
“Thank you anyway.” Pearl looked at his handsome side profile. She couldn’t help but think he was actually a decent person.
He didn’t act uppity and was rather friendly. “I understand why you wouldn’t want to stay
here.”
Pearl was taken aback by his sudden comment. “What?”
Realizing he had said too much, Blake quickly reverted to his annoyed look and coldly responded, “Never mind.”
Pearl’s room wasn’t far away. They just had to walk around five minutes to get there.
Blake stopped at the door. “Go in. If you need help, call me, but it’d be best if you didn’t need any.” With that, he turned and left.
Pearl clicked her tongue and watched him walk away before entering the room.
The place was spacious, with an artsy ambiance. The furnishings were antique, and Pearl found it somewhat amusing. It probably explained why Ezra was so old-fashioned.
Just then, her phone rang, and Pearl saw Richard’s name on the screen.
“How’s it going over there? Did anyone bully you?”
Richard sounded calm but Pearl could tell he cared a lot. She replied, “Don’t worry. No one would dare bully me. They’re… quite nice.”
To reassure him, Pearl decided to tell a white lie. But she was terrible at it, and Richard sensed something was wrong.
“Oh? Are you sure?”
Pearl chuckled. “Don’t read too much into it. I said I’m fine, so I will be. When have I ever lied. to you?”
Richard quickly changed the topic. “When are you coming back?”
“Um… soon. Master Jordan might have missed me a bit, so I want to stay here for a while.”
Richard pieced things together from that. Pearl was probably being held there and not allowed
to return.
“Do you want to come back? I’ll come get you if you want.” Richard’s voice was unusually gentle. He didn’t care about the Jordans. He wouldn’t let anyone who dared cross Pearl off the hook
Pearl hesitated, then vigorously shook her head, realizing that Richard couldn’t see her. She said, “No, it’s okay. I’m just spending some time here. I’m not being held against my will.
Please don’t come to get me.” She would find a way to get out of there.
Richard didn’t want to push her, seeing how determined she was. They chatted for a bit before hanging up.
Pearl pondered deeply while holding her still-warm phone. She couldn’t stay there for too long, or Richard would undoubtedly come to her rescue, and that was beyond her control. Suddenly, she remembered Blake, and a sly smile formed at the corners of her l*ps.
