Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

It seemed Esther found a sense of security in the company of the seemingly distant yet kind-hearted secretary.

"I guess we could if we really put our effort into it," she replied.

Amelia couldn't help but laugh at Esther's naive statement. "Alright, Miss Esther, my comrade. Keep working hard." "Why aren't you scared? The girl next to you was shaking like a leaf." Esther couldn't hide her curiosity. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Amelia gave Esther a once-over and smiled. "You could say the same for yourself."

Esther was expecting that question. So, she showed her palm, marked with her nails.

Amelia looked at Esther admiringly. "You were so nervous but didn't faint. That's pretty amazing."

Esther heaved a long sigh and sat on a wooden stool.

Amelia stared at Esther for a while, then screamed, "I got it. You're Esther!"

Esther, puzzled, looked up. "Didn't I tell you my name earlier?"

I just remembered.

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an even better idea now. We're going

enthusiasm. But then she sensed something amiss. "How do you figure we'll get

awkward and hesitant. "Well,

at Amelia knowingly. "I know. You're a

caught off guard. "How could you tell? I thought I

head. "You

Amelia feel defeated. "What

you're just brave. Then, when Mister Finnegan chose you, you weren't surprised. Most women would be thrilled to be

police officer might say. It didn't make

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smarter, but she didn't

to her head.

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