Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Chapter 663

Pearl mustered her strength to endure and observed their surroundings carefully while mentally mapping out the routes they had taken.

After some time, the car came to a gradual stop, prompting Pearl to squint and look around, Her heart sank when she recognized the distinctive building at the entrance–it was the Adley family’s residence.

Owen sure was bold by bringing her back to his house once again.

With a sudden bang, the car door swung open. Pearl promptly feigned unconsciousness as two people carried her away.

The paths grew darker as they advanced. Concealing her awareness, Pearl discreetly opened her eyes and observed her surroundings as they carried her to a small, toncealed door. Someone awaited their arrival by the entrance, which added to the secrecy of the place. The room’s dimly lit interior felt suffocating. Pearl couldn’t help but notice the stark difference from the previous location; this wasn’t the path to the main hall.

Curiosity piqued, she wondered where Owen was taking her as they brought her to yet another, even more concealed, door. It would have gone unnoticed if one didn’t scrutinize it closely.

A sense of foreboding gripped her as she pieced the clues together.

Narrowing her eyes, Pearl surveyed the room once more. As expected, it was a cellar. Shock replaced her calm facade, and she failed to notice Owen’s approach.

Suddenly, he slapped her across the face and let out a sinister laugh. “Alright, stop pretending. You’ll wake up soon if you don’t smell that knockout incense.”

Pearl’s heart skipped a beat. It was useless to keep on pretending, so she slowly opened her eyes.

“Do you know why I didn’t search your body, Miss Pearl?” Owen’s gaze was filled with greed as he looked at her, his intentions clear.

“Why?” Pearl intentionally wore a helpless and frightened look.

signal–blocking

Although Pearl looked terrified, she found this cunning man disgusting.

And… spend one night with me. I’ll let you go then. What do you

‘Machete?‘

realized she had forgotten about the machete in Zinedine’s club… “The machete…

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everything. You wanted to give that

your machete, did I? Also, I don’t even have it, Don’t you

it wasn’t easy to fool Owen. He furrowed his brows, seemingly deep in thought, but his fury

machete, and he wanted it too. You even know each other. He’s your fiance,

Richard was my fiance, but he called off our engagement for another

had grown irritated with her relentless targeting of her, no matter where she

successfully made the angry Owen helpless. He said impatiently, “I don’t know

get her here to confront me to see if I’m lying or not. Please don’t let her fool you. You’re always a rational man to me, Mister Owen,”

Owen didn’t care about that. All he wanted was

and smiled bashfully.

her more charming and irresistible. Impulsively, he inched closer, taking her hand in his and caressing it. “Don’t

had complied with her request, she felt disgusted when he touched her hand so

front of Pearl. The latter wore a

call quickly, eagerly agreeing to come over, relishing the opportunity to witness Pearl’s

later, Jenny arrived at