Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Esther's loud voice made Amelia panic.

"Shush!" Esther realized too late that they were in the village, where people might overhear their conversation.

"So, what's your plan?" Esther felt better knowing Finnegan was on her side, working as a spy with her.

"I can't share it right now. It complicates my job since you figured out I'm a police officer," Amelia explained, cautious even though she trusted Esther's innocence not to spoil her plans.

Esther nodded, understanding, and dropped the subject.

After a while, Finnegan cin, puzzled by their knowing smiles.

"Mister Finnegan, she found out I'm an undercover cop." Finnegan wasn't surprised. "She's always been smart. It's no surprise she guessed." Esther was worried by his comment. "What do you mean? Do you know me?" Finnegan glanced at Amelia, signaling her to leave, then turned back to Esther. "Don't you remember me?" He closely looked at Esther's face, searching for hints in her expression. However, she only seemed confused. This made him feel a bit disappointed. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

"Have we met before? If you tellyour name, maybe it'll ring a bell," Esther said, giving an awkward smile. "It's been so long, I can't really place you." "Did I know you previously? Why don't you tellyour name? Maybe I can recall who you are." Esther cracked an awkward smile. "It's too long ago. I really can't remember who you are." Finnegan's face lightened up a bit. "I'm Finnegan Fox." Finnegan...

Suddenly, Esther's memories flooded back.

Back in middle school, there was this boy everyone thought was so cool and smart, named Finnegan. He wasn't as sharply handsthen, still growing into his looks, but he was definitely good-looking.

They didn't really talk much back in those days, so Esther had almost forgotten him. She never would've guessed he'd turn out to be so charming.

"Oh! So it's you. I wouldn't have guessed you'd be a secretary here." Finnegan gave her a cold look. "And I didn't see you becoming a famous star." Esther raised her chin proudly. "Well, why not? I've always had a knack for it." That pride reminded Finnegan of the young Esther he remembered. He chuckled and asked, "How did you end up getting kidnapped?" Fortunately, Esther bumped into him. If it were someone else, it could have been much worse.

"I'm not sure myself. I was at the lake with my friend and boyfriend, went to the restroom, and then, boom, everything went black." Finnegan's mood seemed to drop. "Oh, you have a boyfriend?" "Yeah, we've been dating for a good while," Esther replied, not noticing the change in Finnegan's expression. "Anyway, what's the plan? I tried asking Amelia, but she said you'd fillin." S mmMwWLlilOfiflo&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflO&1 mmMwWLliI0fiflO&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflo&1 mmMwWLliI0fifl0&1 mmMwWLlilOfiflo&1