Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl (Pearl and Richard)
Chapter 296

Chapter 296

The next day, Ezra asked Blake to accompany Pearl on a shopping trip to the biggest mall for clothes and jewelry. Blake didn't feel like it at first, but Izia templed him with the promise of a higher allowance, so Blake reluctantly agreed.

Ezra smiled and handed a card to Pearl. "You're a Jordan now, and you'll be treated equally including your allowance. Take this card and spend it on anything you want. If you run out of money, feel free to let me know."

The black card had golden prints, and Pearl noticed it was the same type as hers !! was a privilege that not even people of high status could easily obtain

Although Ezra was a snake, he wasn't a miser

Pearl wanted to say no, but considering the facade the old man was maintaining, she accepted the card. She decided to indulge in a bit of retail therapy with his money

After arriving at the mall, Pearl walked around while Blake trailed behind her with his hands in his pocket, looking very annoyed.

After half a day, Pearl hadn't found anything she liked and had refrained from making any purchases.

"Blake, if you're tired, you can take a break. I'll call you when I'm done" Pearl grinned, observing how he was dragging his feet. "But your stamina is terrible"

"Who has terrible stamina?" Blake was about to agree to rest, but after hearing that comment, he changed his mind. "Let's keep walking. We're not leaving until nighttime"

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She came across a shop where a particular outfit caught her eye. It was a knee length black dress that accentuated her flawless waistline. The bottom of the dress was adorned with a floral design, and its cut- out sleeves and collar added a touch of flirtiness.

The staff noticed Pearl's interest and approached her with a friendly smile. "You have excellent taste, ma'am. This dress is our best seller, and there are only three in the world. This is the last one. It complements your figure beautifully. Would you like to try it on?"

Pearl didn't seem particularly interested, merely gazing at the dress as if it held some familiarity.

The staff continued, "This dress is really exquisite. Why don't you give it a try?" Then, she noticed Blake standing behind them, and her eyes gleamed mischievously "Your om ask your boyfriend. You'd look great in this dress."

Pearl raised her brows. "He's not my boyfriend."

Blake rolled his eyes. "There's no way I'd be interested in a woman like her."

The staff stood there awkwardly, unsure how to react.

Suddenly, a high-pitched and overly sweet voice emanated from behind. It was so sugary it became grating. "I like this dress. Let me try it on."

Pearl turned to see a woman decked out in designer clothes from head to toe, but she still

exuded a cheap aura. She took a step back.

The woman assumed Pearl recognized her and raised her head haughtily, like a peacock

displaying its plumage. "Be clever about this. There's no point trying to buy something I'm interested in."

Pearl was ready to leave, but when she heard that, she turned around and confronted the woman. "What did you say?"

The woman scowled and spoke rudely, "What? I like this dress. Do I need your approval to buy it?"

"Are you a spoiled brat? Why do you talk like your brain's dried up?"

The woman didn't immediately comprehend the remark about her brain being dried up. After a moment, she realized it was an insinuation that she lacked intelligence, and her anger flared. "What did you say? I'm Willow Quinlevan. Who do you think you are, talking to me like that?"

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