Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl (Pearl and Richard) novel Chapter 503

Chapter 503 

Of course… Pearl had gone on a date. 

No, she went just because of a favor. 

Feather knew she couldn’t lie and keep it a secret, especially given how smart Richard was. So, she revealed the truth. “She went to grab a bite with a friend.” She even emphasized that it was just a friend, fearing that he might get the wrong idea. 

“A friend? Is it a man or a woman? Why didn’t she pick up my calls then?” Richard’s face darkened. He could almost guess that it was a man. 

But Pearl went out with a man in the middle of the night and had dismissed Feather. 

Feather continued, fearing that Richard might become angry. “They were old friends. That person just wanted to repay Miss Pearl a favor.” 

Richard wondered about the kind of favor one had to repay at night. 

“I’m leaving.” While speaking, Richard got up to leave. 

Feather knew that he wanted to find fault with Pearl. She wondered if she should tell Pearl about it or not. 

Then, she decided against it since Pearl’s phone was dead. Since Richard could not reach Pearl, it would be the same even if Feather tried to. 

After a look at Richard’s terrifying face, Feather knew that Pearl would suffer a lot that night. Well… she hoped that Pearl would fend for herself. 

After Richard was gone, Feather suddenly felt something wrong with herself. An inexplicable warmth washed over her, making her wonder if it was due to the powder the director had splashed on her earlier. 

Given the unusual circumstances, she hadn’t figured out the source of the powder yet. But based on her extensive experience, it didn’t seem to be poison but… a knockout drug! 

At the thought of that, she collapsed as if someone had drained all of her energy. 

Suddenly, her phone rang. Summoning all her strength, she grabbed her phone and saw it was a WhatsApp call from Hanzel. 

“Hello, Feather. Why couldn’t I reach Pearl’s phone? I’ve been trying to get in touch with her. Are you with her now?” 

Feather couldn’t speak, and she didn’t have an antidote on hand. Unfortunately, Pearl hadn’t developed such a drug recently. 

“Hello, Feather? Why aren’t you saying anything? Are you asleep?” 

Feather grunted weakly and softly. 

“What’s wrong with you? Are you sober, Feather?” Hanzel sensed that something was amiss. He then became more serious when he realized something. “Are you in trouble, Feather? If you are, just make a ‘mm‘ sound.”