Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl (Pearl and Richard) novel Chapter 890

Pearl tapped on her phone and realized she hadn't ordered anything nutritious, so she cleared her throat. "Do you like McDonald's?"

Richard looked sluggish, not expecting that question.

"If you don't like that, we can order something else," she offered, having just received a thousand dollars for the meal.

"It's fine, but it's unhealthy. Not something I would usually go for," Richard admitted, sounding a little guilty.

"Just this time," Pearl replied, covering her ears in surrender.

The food soon arrived, but Richard seemed visibly unhappy when Pearl returned with it. He stared at her with a dangerous look in his eyes. "You were too close to the delivery man. Do you have bad intentions?"

Pearl was angry to hear that but maintained her composure. "It's just an accident."

An accident? Richard's mind raced, imagining the delivery man looking at Pearl inappropriately. She was wearing a sexy dress and it was obviously showing too much. He didn't like the idea one bit.

"No more takeout," he declared firmly.

Pearl crossed her arms, feeling frustrated. "I can't cook. If I don't order takeout, what am I supposed to eat? Are you going to cook for me?" She immediately regretted the last part, remembering Richard's disastrous attempt at cooking earlier.

But Richard saw it differently. He asked for her keys, not wanting a repeat of the past incident. The thought of Silas spending the night sparked anger in him every time it crossed his mind.

Pearl understood Richard's point. Recalling her attempts to conceal Silas's stay at her place left her feeling embarrassed.

She turned, took a spare set of keys from the drawer, and tossed it to him. "Here, take it."

She wanted to assure him of her trust. As long as she wasn't up to anything suspicious, she had nothing to hide.

Richard accepted the keys and pulled out a different set from his pocket. "These are my home keys, my villa keys, my car key, and the key to my safe."