Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Gnashing her teeth, Pearl controlled the steering wheel as she unfastened her seatbelt. The twists and

turns of the road made it difficult. She then stood up and leaped, falling into Richard’s arms.

He grunted.

“You okay?” Pearl was anxious.

Richard shook his head and slowed the car.

When the gas ran out, Pearl’s car stopped all of a sudden and flew into the air. It then smashed

into the ground and broke into pieces.

When Richard and Pearl got back to the starting line, Mobius was a bundle of nerves. He had heard th

e glant explosion. He rashed over and asked, “What happened? I heard an explosion from the southw

est. Did the car blow up?”

Richard helped Pearl out of the car and explained, “Pearl’s car suddenly ran out of gas.”

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He then instructed Mobius to get some people to handle the ruined car.

With her gaze lowered, Pearl pondered. She then said, “I think someone did it on purpose.”

Richard was of the same opinion. The cars here were inspected daily and would never have an oil leak

age problem.

Richard and Pearl went to the monitoring room to get yesterday’s surveillance footage and found that it

had been erased.

Someone must be behind this.”

They were vexed as they failed to find the culprit.

Richard suggested heading home to avoid more accidents.

“Okay. Just let me use the ladies first.” Pearl nodded and walked toward the washroom. Once she was

inside, she called Wayne. “Help me investigate the surveillance footage at the door of Death Valley fro

m the last two days and find anyone who looks suspicious.”

She then left with Richard and Mobius.

When Pearl got home, she found people decorating the place with balloons. She learned that it would b

e Mobius‘ eighteenth birthday the next day. After some thought,

she went to the mall to get him a gift. Knowing that he

loved car racing, she decided to buy him a racing suit but failed to locate anything satisfactory after loo

king around

She asked the shop assistant for the rare and collectible racing suits. The shop assistant showed her th

e most expensive racing suit after gaining the manager’s permission. However, another person snatche

d the suit before Pearl could touch it.

“This is good. I’ll take it.”

The shop assistant awkwardly explained, “But Miss Abby, this lady was the one who requested it…” Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Abby ignored the shop assistant and pulled a long face. “I told you I want this. Didn’t you hear me?”

“But ”

Abby scolded the shop assistant, “No more buts. This mall belongs to my family. Unless you want to get

Her threat made the shop assistant glance at Pearl nervously.

Pearl said indifferently, “I got here first. I’m sure you won’t snatch my things, will you, Abby?”

“So what if you came first? I always get what I want, Pearl.” Abby sneered. She was certain to get this s

Richard

Pearl got closer and glanced at the suit, asking Abby condescendingly, “Do you really want this suit?”

Laughing arrogantly, Abby looked at Pearl. “This belongs to my family. I can have it whenever I want.”

“I’ll let you have it if you really want it.” Pearl chuckled, but she was not about to let Abby off the hook so

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