Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

"We had the same exam papers, but he scored one point more than I did. However, I had to face discipline when we got home, and I wasn't allowed to have dinner, all because I didn't get first place," Hugo recounted, his emotions shifting noticeably.

Pearl felt her breathing becoming difficult. She had never known that the Waldorf children were disciplined in such a severe manner. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"There was one time when I stole his answer sheet and burned it," he continued, speaking about it without any hint of hesitation or guilt, as if it were a minor issue.

Pearl couldn't help but ask, "What are your intentions now? Do you plan to continue framing him like you did in the past?"

Hugo responded with a cryptic smile, "Why do you assume I was trying to frame him?"

"You said it yourself," Pearl retorted, finding his behavior rather erratic.

appeared defeated as he said, "I'm

his way. She could see the ambition within him, but she also recognized that nothing she said could change

into this madness. She couldn't deny that,

and his eyes met hers, filled with both anticipation and

really delicious," she continued, steering the conversation away from their previous topic and offering a compliment that was unrelated. However,

the time then," he replied

was laced with subtle but unmistakable

her head. "I'm just saying you have a good

and deep eyes, countless emotions swirled, complex and subtle, making it hard to decipher his thoughts. Though he was touched, his reaction was akin to throwing a feather into a