Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl (Pearl and Richard) novel Chapter 413

Chapter 413 

Raymond maintained his calm demeanor, showing no sign of awkwardness despite being exposed. “But I’m running out of options.” 

Angela’s voice carried a mix of anger and frustration as she confronted him, “How can you kill people in exchange for my life. if you’ve run out of options?” 

Her words resonated within the room, stirring emotions within Pearl. She couldn’t help but feel admiration for Angela’s compassion, as she herself was willing to give up her blood to save Angela if the young woman were suffering from a terminal 

illness. 

“Don’t worry, Angela. Her life isn’t worth yours,” Raymond said as he walked over and gently embraced Angela, as if she were a fragile porcelain doll. “You want to live a normal life, free from medication, right? I promised I would cure you. I won’t allow anything to happen to you.” 

Angela’s tears flowed freely. “But this isn’t what I want. Yes, I want to live normally, but not at the expense of another person’s life.” 

“Pearl isn’t healthy and is suffering from a terminal disease. You shouldn’t blame yourself,” Raymond insisted. 

Angela pushed Raymond away, her voice filled with anger. “Bullsh*t!” 

“Angela, please listen to me…” Raymond began, moving closer to her and gently touching the back of her neck. Suddenly, he struck her with force, rendering her unconscious. He then lifted Angela in his arms, gazing at her with affection. “You’re too kind, Angela. I must save you at all costs.” 

With Angela in his arms, he left the room, and she never returned. 

Soon, Pearl’s weight reached the suitable level for the surgery. She was given a bath before being placed on the surgery table. Her limbs were shackled, rendering her completely immobile. All she could do was wait for a rescue. 

As the anesthesia started to take effect, she watched a fine needle approach her skin. Filled with desperation, she closed her eyes, expecting pain. 

However, instead of pain, she heard a strong knock on the door. 

Pearl slowly opened her eyes and saw Richard standing at the door, accompanied by a group of people. His face was tense, and his gaze emanated suppressed anger. 

“Richard, you’re late,” Raymond, dressed in a loose surgical gown, remarked as he stood in the room with a menacing expression. He had taken a scalpel from the doctor and aimed it at Pearl’s throat. 

“I spent a week investigating all 108 of your properties,” Richard replied calmly, though the dark circles under his eyes were evident. “But I arrived just in time, didn’t I?” He was gasping as if he had run there. 

“Just in time? I don’t think so, and I always get what I want,” Raymond retorted, wearing a sinister smile as he pressed the scalpel against Pearl’s throat. “If the surgery fails today, Pearl must die.” 

Richard’s face contorted with anger and sweat began to bead on his forehead. “You’re insane, Raymond!” 

“Indeed, I’m insane, but I did it for my beloved. Aren’t you the same?” Raymond sneered. “Angela has been suffering from her illness for two years. I finally found a perfect blood match that could help her lead a healthy and happy life. But now, because of your love, I have to let Pearl go. Why?”