Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Pearl came while Richard was working in the ward. Richard said gloomily, “The doctor said I’m almost f

ully recovered and can leave later.”

“That’s good.” Pearl nodded absent–mindedly.

Richard could tell her mind was elsewhere. “You’re thinking about the fire, aren’t you?”

“Yeah, I hadn’t dwelled on it these past few days, but it just came back to me now. I found it very weird

.”

Coldly, Richard agreed, “Of course, it’s weird. Our company’s security system has always been good a

nd was inspected every day. A fire like that should never have happened. Plus, it started on the first floo

r, which is the shopping mall. I suspect someone might have taken advantage of the crowd and caused

it intentionally.”

At the mention of that, Pearl narrowed her eyes. “Do you think it could have been… Brandon?”

“I’ve been reviewing the surveillance footage from the first floor these past few days, and I did spot him

in some hidden corners,” Richard said as he turned on his laptop and showed her the footage.

“It looks like he’s gone all out,” Pearl commented while snickering. “We should let him reap what he has

sown.”

After Richard

had returned to the company, Pearl went to the rooftop to make a call to Wayne. “Are you available?”

“What’s wrong, Miss Pearl?” Wayne’s voice came from a noisy place.

Raising her brows, Pearl teased, “Are you at a bar picking up women again?”

Her question made Wayne chuckle. “You’re so smart, Miss Pearl”

“All right, I need your help with something.” Pearl lowered her voice at the thought of Brandon’s outrage

ous deeds. “I want you to deal with someone for me.”

“Who?”

“Brandon Jones. He’s the one who set the fire at the company. I’m sure you know what to do.”

Wayne agreed, “Got it, Miss Pearl. I’ll teach him a hard lesson.”

After ending the call, Pearl returned to her desk at the company. Her colleague, Linda Davis, leaned ov

er with a mischievous smile, holding her phone. “You’re on the news, Pearl!”

Puzzled, Pearl asked, “What news?” This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Linda

turned on her phone and showed Pearl the top news. “Look, there’s a news story about a woman who

saved an asthma patient at the hospital, but she didn’t reveal her name. Even though they didn’t captur

e your face clearly, I could tell it was you!”

People who knew Pearl would instantly recognize her because of her maroon, curly hair.

Even netizens had noticed.

[Isn’t that Pearl, my idol?]

[She’s pretty and kind. Plus, she can do anything!”

[Oh my! Can I marry such a perfect woman?]

[Hey, pull yourself together! Dream on!]

Pearl couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed as she read the news.

Suddenly, she noticed the elegant lady in the corner of the photo, looking in her direction. While the lad

“Pearl? Pearl?”

Linda waved in front of Pearl because the latter was distracted,

“Ah? I’m fine.” Pearl shook her head and smiled.

Linda heaved a long sigh. “Good. By the way, I heard that a TV station wants to interview you this aftern