Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Chapter 1059

Early in the morning, the Dark Bar was almost empty, yet the air was thick with the scents of cigarette smoke and alcohol.

When Damian arrived, he immediately spotted a woman from behind who reminded him of Gigi. She was dressed in a maid's uniform and carrying a tray. Rushing over, he spun her around only to be met by a stranger's scared face, leaving him disappointed.

He made his way back to the bar and questioned the staff member on duty.

"Have you seen a woman about her height but thinner, with long, straight black hair and big eyes?"

Damian did his best to describe Gigi, but the staff member thought for a moment and then shook his head. "No, haven't seen her."

Damian's worry grew as he clenched his fists.

He began to regret his harshness. He should have considered Gigi's feelings before speaking so bluntly. But right now, finding her was all that mattered.

Where else could she be?

Then, another place came to mind.

Ten minutes later, Damian arrived at another popular spot, Spirit Bar.

He entered and immediately noticed a slim figure near the stage. NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

It was Gigi!

Despite her heavy makeup, her youthful face was unmistakable.

What was she doing there?

Gigi was shocked. She was aware of Damian's power. Did Damian care enough to find her so quickly?

But her hope faded quickly.

How could that be? It was just his sense of duty.

Gigi quietly watched him.

"Do you realize what you're doing here? Why leave without saying goodbye? Why work in a place like this?"

Gigi was eighteen and knew the implications of her choice. However, she still took a risk and went to work in a bar. Damian couldn't understand why.

"I..." Gigi bit her lip. "I'm an adult. What's wrong with working here? Plus, Pearl worked in a place like this before..."

Mentioning Pearl made Damian understand but also angry. "Are your situations the same?"

His words hurt Gigi deeply, and she turned pale.

"I know I can't compare to her," she said, her voice shaking. "But shouldn't I learn by doing? As long as I work here—"

"Enough! This is nonsense. Let's go home," Damian interrupted, grabbing her wrist.

But she yanked her arm away. "No, I'm serious about this. It's my life, not yours. You can't control what I do."

For the first time, Gigi stood up to him.

Bewildered, Damian found himself speechless. After a long while, he took a deep breath to calm down.

"Why do you insist on comparing yourself with her, Gigi?"