Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl Novel novel Chapter 508

Chapter 508 

Unexpectedly, Henry had met a gruesome end. His eyes widened, and he died in misery. 

Richard released his grip on the dagger, and Henry collapsed immediately. He stood up, his gaze fixed on Camden. 

“I didn’t do it. He secretly switched the dagger, and I believe he poisoned it,” Camden  ́explained, his voice carrying a touch of compassion. Henry had, in his own way, helped him, particularly in business matters. He had imparted valuable knowledge, as if grooming him as an heir. 

But Henry’s heinous act of murdering Camden’s parents was unforgivable. 

Richard looked away from Camden and turned his attention to Pearl, who lay unconscious. 

“Evil Spirits, Deathly Pearl,” he murmured, a hint of melancholy in his tone, as if he had foreseen this revelation. “I didn’t expect you to harbor so many hidden identities from me. It seems I’ll need to uncover them.” 

With Pearl in his arms, Richard headed for the exit, but Camden intercepted him. “Wait, Mister Richard.” 

Richard paused but didn’t turn back. 

Camden continued, “Can you take me in?” 

With Henry gone, the Wilson family would be thrown into turmoil, and Camden had just come of age. He feared he wouldn’t be able to maintain control over the Wilson family without 

Henry’s protection. Seeking a better life now seemed like the best option. 

Silently, Richard pondered the request and replied, “Wrap up things here, and report to Waldorf Enterprises tomorrow.” 

Camden smiled gratefully. “Thanks.” 

Richard returned to the villa with Pearl but noticed Hanzel’s car outside. Shocked, he frowned. 

When he reached the living room, he heard some voices from within. The door was slightly ajar, allowing him to hear the conversation clearly. 

“Don’t go… I don’t mind it. Help mé…” 

At that moment, Feather was nearly unconscious, and she saw Hanzel as a mobile ice cube. 

Hanzel lamented his unfortunate situation, having gotten himself into this predicament. 

“Feather, wake up and look at me. I’m Hanzel. Ah, please stop k*ssing me. I think you should think it through…” Hanzel did his best to evade her k*sses but refrained from pushing her away, fearing she might accidentally hurt herself. Despite his efforts, he received several k*sses. 

Feather expressed her dissatisfaction with his resistance, a stark contrast to her usual icy attitude. Hanzel had never witnessed such behavior from her.