FreeNovelPearl was the only one left in the company at that late hour. Darkness enveloped the surroundings, with the exception of her office, where a faint
yellow light glowed.
Suddenly, footsteps echoed not far from her office. Even though the company was secure now, Pearl remained cautious. She set aside her
documents and fixed her gaze on the door. As she considered getting up to investigate, the footsteps stopped just outside her office door.
"Pea..."
The voice that followed was a blend of childishness and arrogance. Pearl recognized it as none other than Silas, who had been rather idle at the
company lately.
Pearl relaxed her guard. "Cin. Don't stand there scaring me."
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Silas strolled in nonchalantly, placing a bottle of drink on the table and holding another in his hand. "Pea, why are you still here so late?"
"There's swork | need to take care of.”
Pearl noticed the drink appeared quite sweet, but since she wasn't a fan of overly sweet beverages, she refrained from sipping it.
"I never thought of you as a workaholic,” Silas remarked, sounding somewhat sarcastic, though Pearl chose not to address it.
"What about you? Why are you here so late?" she asked.
Silas pouted. "I've been waiting for you downstairs these past few days, intending to give you a ride home. But you never appeared, and | thought
you'd left early. Turns out you're still here." He then draped himself across her desk, his tone akin to that of a neglected puppy.
Pearl rubbed the place between her brows. "Silas, | know you're not genuinely in love with me. You're just teasing me. But regardless, please refrain
from coming toagain, okay?"
"Why not? Can't | try to pursue the person | like?"
Pearl smiled helplessly. "Then, why did you fall in love with me?" She wondered why it had to be her.
"| started listening to your songs when | was thirteen. It's been five years now. I'm sure | can say that | like you."
Five years could bring about significant changes. He used to be the most difficult student in middle school and later becthe top bully in high
school. It was rather unexpected that this seemingly tough and carefree playboy would spend his nights listening to the gentle songs of a female
artist.
"When | got into my first fight, | got beaten up pretty badly. | stood alone on the street and didn't dare to return home. Then, | heard your voice on the
radio. Your song touched me." Silas spoke softly, his voice filled with reminiscence. "I remember the song was called 'Salvation.™
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She was his salvation.
Pearl didn't expect such a link between them. Although his words were touching, she knew that a romantic relationship between them was simply not
possible.
"l understand that you might seeas your ‘salvation,’ but you need to grow up," she gently advised. She then sighed and ruffled his hair as if she
were an older sister.
"Don't casually touch my hair," Silas protested, standing up and flashing a stubborn grin.
"Why not?" Pearl was confused.
"l once said that whoever touches my hair must marry me."
Helpless and speechless, Pearl couldn't help but find the notion absurd.
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