Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl Novel novel Chapter 609

Chapter 609 

Fury welled up inside Richard as he read the newspaper on the table. 

He found it utterly unbelievable. 

Pearl had been alive and well just over ten days ago. How could she have suddenly fallen seriously ill and quietly passed away in such a short time? 

Richard couldn’t bring himself to believe it, or perhaps he didn’t want to. 

His assistant, noticing his grim expression, hesitated to speak. 

After a long pause, Richard crumpled the newspaper into a ball and tossed it into the trash bin. The once tense and oppressive atmosphere in the room instantly dissipated. 

“Mister Richard, the manager-” 

Richard glanced at his assistant. “Tell him to handle it on his own.” 

His assistant broke into a cold sweat. This matter was no trivial affair. He wondered if Richard really wanted the manager to handle it. 

At that moment, Richard seemed detached and indifferent to the world around him. 

After a brief contemplation, his assistant turned and left. 

Left alone in his spacious office, Richard loosened his tie as if struggling to breathe. He couldn’t shake off the unsettling feeling that he shouldn’t have cared about Pearl. 

However, the news of Pearl’s sudden death had stirred something in him. The lively Pearl had vanished, and he couldn’t articulate the strange emptiness he felt. 

He should have been indifferent, but it seemed like he cared more than he would admit. 

A surge of anger had consumed him when he learned of Pearl’s impending engagement just seven days ago. He wondered why she agreed to the marriage willingly as reported in the news, since she had claimed that she wholeheartedly loved him. 

As expected, women were heartless and fickle. 

He had contemplated going to Bodgow to confront her, but the newspaper article had derailed his plans. Nonetheless, he couldn’t quite understand his own emotions, as if some kind of immense void engulfed him. 

It felt like he had lost something important… 

Finally, he clicked on a website to book a plane ticket to Bodgow. 

“Pearl…” 

Meanwhile, in Hugo’s villa, the atmosphere was far from peaceful.