Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Richard’s self-harm scared Abby. She had never anticipated that he would prefer to inflict pain on

himself rather than touch her.

The humiliation she felt was overwhelming. Tears welled up in her eyes, a mixture of shame and

intense hatred. If it weren’t for Pearl, Richard wouldn’t treat her this way.

As she watched Richard unconscious on the bed, a bold and malicious idea began to form in her mind.

She stripped both herself and Richard, lay down on his broad chest, and took a picture. She then sent

this intimate photo to Pearl.

After that, Abby carefully got out of bed, put on his clothes, and went back to her room.

The next morning, Pearl woke up to that shocking image on her phone. It depicted an intimate scene,

making it appear as if Richard and Abby had slept together.

Her heart ached, but she remembered Richard’s words from the previous night, causing her to scoff.

As she examined the photo more closely, something didn’t seem right.

The way Richard lay in bed didn’t resemble someone who had peacefully fallen asleep. Instead, it

looked as if he had fainted. His flushed face looked unnatural as well. Was he drugged?

Pearl quickly got dressed and headed to Richard’s room, which was left unlocked. Inside, she found

Richard alone, and upon seeing him unconscious, she froze before approaching to check on him.

It was clear that he had been drugged, although not with a potent substance that would have led to his

death by morning. The person responsible seemed to possess a conscience.

Pearl retrieved some medication she had brought with her, placed it in Richard’s mouth, and ensured

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swallowed it. After a while, he slowly opened his eyes and immediately saw Pearl waiting beside him.

“When did you come in here?”

“Why do you want to know? How were you drugged?” Pearl replied.

Recalling the events of the previous night, Richard looked at the cup on the table. “My mom brought

me a cup of milk last night, just like she usually does, so I drank it without suspecting anything.” His

anger began to rise as he considered the possibility of his mother working with Abby.

Pearl couldn’t hold in her laughter. “Even your mom tried to trick you?”

Richard looked coldly at her. “Enough of this. How did you get into my room?”

Pearl nonchalantly shrugged and showed him the photo on her phone. “Look, Abby sent this to me. I

guess she wanted me to feel jealous and start hating you.”

“Hate me… Pearl, why would you hate me after seeing this?” Richard gazed at Pearl with his deep-set

eyes.

Pearl almost blurted out that she liked him, but when she noticed Richard’s attempt to get that

response from her, she held back. “I might have been disgusted because you feel like telling me about

this.”

Pearl suddenly noticed that Richard looked off, so she stopped herself. “That’s not what I meant… I…”