Chapter 648
Pearl got back to her room to avoid further distractions. She immediately powered up her tablet and started searching for information about Owen Adley.
[Owen Adley, male, 28 years old. Into horse racing, golf, nightlife, and drinking.]
Golf was fine, but horse racing…? Wouldn’t his bulky b*dy, looking like over 200 pounds, crush the poor horse?
But that wasn’t her concern. The information mentioned that on weekends, usually the next day, he’d head to the racecourse to hang out with a lady. They’d then ride together, venture into the woods at the racecourse, and typically come back after an hour. What they did during that time was self–explanatory.
A chill ran down Pearl’s spine, but she pushed aside the goosebumps and kept reading.
Owen happened to have time to be there this weekend. In other words, all she had to do was become an employee at the racecourse he frequented. If he chose her, she could complete the mission.
This seemed like a good plan to her.
Without wasting time, she directly asked Zinedine for a day off, planning to visit the
racecourse tomorrow to ch*ck if she could work part–time.
Pearl slept through the night. Not having to work in the nightclub, she had no obligation to wake up at night.
However, a knock on the door annoyed her.
“Who is it?”
“It’s me.” Hugo’s warm voice came, immediately dispelling Pearl’s morning grumpiness.
“I just woke up. Will you please leave me alone?”
“Would you like to come with me for tomorrow’s Fashion Week? I can get you an invitation.” Hugo completely ignored her temper and calmly played with the envelope in his hand.
‘Fashion Week?‘ Pearl’s eyes lit up instantly, forgetting all about her grumpiness. She opened the door and asked, “Really?”
“Of course.” Hugo nodded, then glanced around. “But you have to do as I say.”
“Why should I?” Pearl’s excitement deflated.
“Because I’m the one with the invitation.” Hugo raised the envelope triumphantly. “You’ll pretend to be my companion, and we’ll show up together.”
“If that’s the case, won’t I just be your pawn?” Pearl thought about becoming an unwitting tool to anger Jenny and felt uncomfortable.
Jenny was attending this Fashion Week. If he forced her to be his companion, it was probably to irritate Jenny. Judging by his attitude, he seemed to be holding a grudge for not getting ahead and was likely harboring some resentment.
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Hugo rubbed his chin and chuckled. “You’re pretty smart.”
“Go away!” Pearl slammed the door.
Lying on the bed and staring at the information on the tablet beside her, Pearl hesitated for about a split second, then decisively chose to give in.
