Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl romance Capítulo 633

Richard gazed at the woman before him, his eyes filled with a deepening gloom.

Nathaniel's attention was drawn to the woman Richard was staring at, thinking that Richard had taken an interest in her. A wicked smile crept across his face.

"It seems you do have a preference, Mister Richard. She's quite the beauty, isn't she? She might just be the loveliest woman I've seen around here!" Nathaniel, convinced that Richard was intrigued, attempted to facilitate matters. "Are you interested in her? If so, I can arrange for her to serve you."

Richard didn't outright decline. He observed the woman, who appeared to be leaning toward another man, and felt a disconcerting pang in his heart. He nodded and replied, "Alright."

"As long as you're happy. Let's go inside."

Nathaniel led Richard and his assistant into the establishment.

As Richard passed Pearl, he avoided making eye contact with her.

Nathaniel couldn't help but feel curious. A short while ago, Richard seemed captivated by the woman, but now he walked past her without acknowledging her presence.

Richard walked really fast, so Nathaniel didn't have time to think and just followed along.

Pearl, unaware that Richard just walked past her, maintained her seductive but lifeless smile as she continued to engage with the man before her.

The man asked, "How much for a night?"

Pearl pointed at herself and said, "How much? You'll find out when you pick me."

However, upon turning around and encountering the sophisticated man behind him, fear filled his heart, and he hesitated about provoking him further. He cautiously released his grip on Pearl's hand.

Pearl was a little annoyed and glared at Nathaniel, as if complaining for his lack of sense. Which president was trying to ruin her plans?

She looked over and saw Richard sitting not too far away, drinking wine from a glass. Her face froze.

'Rich… Richard?'

Why was he here, in a place like this? And did he see her? Panicked thoughts raced through her mind.

She wanted to run away, but Richard looked in her direction. His eyes were cold and filled with murderous intent.