Pearl X Greg Novels & Stories

Pearl had already been taken away, however, after the doctor did the matching, his brows furrowed fiercely, and he rushed to Greg's hospital room. "Chief Director, are you mistaken, this woman is not your daughter, you are not related in any way." Greg's heart shook hard, "What did you say?!" "We did a match, because the match was just too different, we then did another paternity test, this person is not Chief Commissioner your daughter, Chief Commissioner your illness can't be delayed any longer, we must find the real Pearl as soon as possible." Eleanor was so anxious at the side that she clutched Greg's hand tightly, "What then? How could she not be my daughter!"

she shrugged her shoulders with a cheeky smile. "Oh of course," Pearl patted her shoulder, "I would also love to come here more often," Miles sighed with his shoulders dropping, "It was very clever of you. I never realised how much I missed this place." Pearl giggled with pressed lips, "you're welcome."

"Let me guess... It must be Mr. Alexander again? Am I right?" Ivory turned to her with a quiet laugh, already knowing she wouldn’t hear the end of it. Pearl didn’t wait for confirmation. She leaned over the workbench, sneakily glancing at the phone still in Ivory’s hand. "Aww... he is such a sweet husband, where can I find one of these limited-edition emotionally available quadrillionaire, huh?” Ivory rolled her eyes. "When will you stop spouting nonsense?" Pearl giggled and opened the pastry box. "This might be nonsense to you, but I'm not wrong."