Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

"What happened afterward?" Pearl asked, her curiosity piqued.

"I covered for Beah and helped her successfully escape to meet with Max. Then, I took a secluded path home, one without any surveillance cameras. Even if I returned home, no one would realize I had left," Saule explained, a hint of nostalgia in her voice. "I wasn't afraid of being caught. At most, I would face a minor punishment. But I wanted to buy them more time, to make sure they could escape far away without being discovered." S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Saule continued, "Unfortunately, I ran into someone on my way home." Her expression darkened as she recounted the encounter.

Pearl knew what kind of unspeakable thing had happened the moment Saule made that statement.

Saule deliberately chose a secluded path to avoid detection. However, the darkness of the path made it difficult to discern who was ahead. Saule heard footsteps approaching but dismissed them as those of a passing servant.

face to face with

could smell the wine on his breath,"

Saule tried to pass

man slurred, his gaze

Waldorf, someone she

herself from his grasp. Unfortunately, her efforts exposed her under the moonlight,

gazed down at Saule

unease. "No, you're Beah. I've told you before, I love you more than anyone. Don't marry my brother. Marry me, okay?" Suddenly, he hugged her tightly, the overpowering scent of wine swirling

I'm not Beah." Saule sensed the looming threat and attempted to push him