Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl romance Capítulo 342

The man winced in excruciating pain, feeling as though his wrist was being torn apart. He wailed, "Ow, ow, ow! Man, I was just trying to be friendly! Why'd you hurt me?"

"Don't touch me," Richard snapped, flinging the man's arm away.

Rubbing his sore wrist, the man muttered, "Pearl, your friend's got a strange vibe. I don't think I'll get along with him. It requires a lot of patience to handle someone like that, let alone think about a relationship. Sure, he's good-looking, but his attitude would only appeal to someone with a masochistic streak."

Richard shifted his gaze to Pearl, a glare of resentment on his face. "Why not just tell them I'm your boyfriend?"

Observing Richard's attractive face, it seemed as if he bore the weight of hurt behind those sexy double eyelids, maybe even teardrops teetering at the brink. It did pull at Pearl's heartstrings ever so slightly—the pretty-boy strategy was quite effective.

Pearl coughed lightly. "This is my boyfriend. I'm the one with the masochistic tendencies."

It wasn't about masochism; it was dealing with a boyfriend who felt wronged over trivial matters. It left her feeling inadequate.

The three men were taken aback and refrained from further teasing Pearl. They knew that pushing it might lead Richard to inflict serious harm, and they needed their hands intact for gaming!

Meanwhile, Felix, focused on business, suggested, "Let's head to the training room."

Confused by the strange expressions of the three men, Felix asked, "What's the matter? Something wrong with your eyes?"

The three men were speechless!

"Boss, isn't the training room strictly for club members? Why bring Pearl there?" one of them reminded Felix.