Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl romance Capítulo 221

He had a sinister look about him because, like Hanzel, he had narrow, almond-shaped eyes. However, unlike Hanzel, he had a mole under the corner of his eye. His hair was longer, and his lips were thinner. He resembled those villainous dukes in historical dramas.

If Hanzel looked wicked, he was nefariously beautiful. The Jordans had good genes because their offspring were even more attractive than the actors.

"Uncle Allan, Aunt Lindsay, are you done with the packing?" he asked, his expression serious, and his voice clear.

"Yes. By the way, Blake, this is Pearl Leighton. You two should get to know each other because you might cross paths again," Allan introduced Pearl the moment he saw Blake.

Blake didn't show any emotions.

Pearl Leighton? She looked decent, and her figure was fine. She kept her lips tightly sealed, giving her a solemn appearance.

He quietly formed an impression of Pearl.

If Pearl knew what was going on in his mind, she would probably have strong words for him.

"Hello, I'm Blake Jordan," he said, extending his right hand.

Pearl shook his hand and replied, "Hello, I'm Pearl Leighton."

The air around them felt off.

"Come on, be a bit friendlier. You'll be family soon," Allan urged, not pleased with the uncomfortable vibe.

"I hope this isn't another attempt at matchmaking, uncle. You're here for a vacation, not to play matchmaker. This is the fifth girl you've introduced to me. We should play with gold and worry less about this," Blake retorted, looking disdainful as he turned away.

Pearl was confused. What was going through his mind? She had encountered narcissists before, but none seemed as unpleasant as him.