Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

"How should I address you?" Claude knew she was Pearl as her nwas all over the news. Anyone could recognize her, but he still asked politely. NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Pearl smiled, her eyes bright and teeth white. "Pearl Leighton." "I'm Claude Savary." After exchanging pleasantries, Esther was afraid that Pearl's body couldn't handle the cold, so she quickly had someone take them to get changed.

Their rooms were across from each other. Before entering, Pearl gave Claude a sharp glance.

Once they had changed, Claude waited for her by the door, as she had expected. He had one hand in his pocket and smoothly pulled out a cigarette, which looked even more slender between his fingers. "Mind if I smoke?" "I think you might have more on your mind than just smoking, Mister Claude." He glanced at her, then put the cigarette back, saying, "You're smart, Miss Pearl. You probably already know why I'm here." "I don't. Care to explain?" She didn't like beating around the bush, but he seemed intent on playing games, which annoyed her.

"You're good at seeing through things, Miss Pearl. Surely you understand what I mean?" Claude brought up Hugo.

But Pearl didn't want to discuss Hugo with him. Her expression turned cold, and she frowned slightly. "If you can't be straightforward, we're done here." She smiled and turned to leave, but he stopped her.

"I won't keep you any longer." Claude stepped forward, standing before her with his gaze fixed on her face. "Have you ever doubted who you really are, Miss Pearl?" S Although Claude had never heard of having any sisters or illegitimate daughters his father might have, the moment he saw Pearl, he felt a strange sense of familiarity. Blis intuition had never failed him. Pearl shrugged. "Of course, I've had my suspicions, but for now, I don't have any evidence." Since they would meet anyway, she didn't mind saying something.

"If you're free, let's get a DNA test together," Claude said casually, "there might be a surprise." Before Pearl could respond, hurried footsteps were heard in the corridor. Someone suddenly hugged her.

The familiar scent filled her nostrils, and Richard said, "Why are you so careless? You always rush to help others in trouble. Your health isn't great. What if something happens to you?" Richard was very worried about her. He scanned her from head to toe, finally relieved to see that she was fine.

"Looks like the rumors are false. Although you two seem to have divorced, your relationship is still strong," Claude remarked. Pearl blushed, unable to explain.

"Nice to meet you, Mister Claude." Richard nodded at him but had no intention of shaking hands. The man seemed interested in Pearl, which annoyed him.

"Don't getwrong, Mister Richard. I am not interested in your wife, but I do have one request."