Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl romance Capítulo 111

After giving it some thought, Pearl decided to drive to Dark Bar. However, finding the woman proved challenging due to the glittering lights and the crowd inside the bar.

With the help of her phone's location tracking, Pearl eventually found the woman nearby. To her surprise, the woman had transformed from her previous studious appearance into a maid costume, now serving and drinking with the bar's patrons.

So... this was the same young woman?

Pearl felt very sorry for the woman's predicament. The woman was forced into this situation, compelled to serve drinks and cater to the guests.

Moreover, Pearl felt a personal connection to her. She remembered her own father's demise years ago when the family couldn't afford his treatment. She had watched him pass away in a hospital bed, igniting her determination to earn money and become excellent to protect her loved ones.

Approaching the young woman, Pearl grabbed her arm, prompting her to stand up.

"It's you..." The woman widened her eyes.

"Renee, is she your friend?" a drunk man, captivated by Pearl's beauty, inquired.

Renee O'Connor immediately shook her head, fearful that the man might take advantage of Pearl. "No, I don't know her. I think she's mistaken."

"Leave this place. You should be preparing for your college entrance exams. Do you understand?" Pearl's tone was stern and commanding.

"Hey, it looks like you guys do know each other. Come on, Renee's friend is our friend. Let's have a drink, babe." The man reached for Pearl's waist, but Pearl forcefully pinched his wrist and yanked his arm down.

"Ah!"

Pearl had actually dislocated his arm.

"Stop screaming, or I'll dislocate your other arm too!"

Suppressing his pain, the man made a call, and a group of bodyguards promptly rushed over.

"You're not going anywhere!" The man instructed his bodyguards, "Beat her up!"

It was clear that Pearl would have difficulty fighting against those well-trained bodyguards. Thinking quickly, she seized a glass from a nearby table and smashed it onto the man before grabbing Renee's hand and making a swift escape.

"Damn it! Go after them!"

Pearl maneuvered through the densely packed crowd and led Renee to the second floor. Once there, she left Renee in one of the rooms and prepared to leave.

"Where are you going?" Renee grabbed Pearl's sleeve, anxious.

"I'll lure them away. If we both stay here, we might get caught. I might as well leave you here."

"But—"

"No more buts. I'm sure they're looking for me since I punched so many of them earlier. Try to sneak away when it's safe later. Don't let them find you."

After instructing Renee, Pearl slipped her Waldorf Enterprises business card into her hand, jotting down her name and contact information. "Here's my phone number. Call me afterward, and don't worry about medical or surgery fees. I have more than enough."

She then closed the door and turned to leave but ran into the people pursuing her.

"She's here! Hurry up! Don't let her escape!"

Pearl took a step back, turned, and ran in the opposite direction, but a sense of dread overcame her as the surroundings became more isolated.

However, she couldn’t let her guard down while running. She spotted a room with a door ajar, dashed into it, and quickly shut the door behind her.

But she regretted it the moment she closed the door. It appeared she had trapped herself in a wine cellar, where bottles were stored at frigid temperatures to preserve their quality.