Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

James adjusted his expression upon seeing Pearl and Richard arrive in a rush.

"How did you find out?" Pearl asked, surprised that James was already there, having arrived ahead of them.

"Esther called me every day, but not today. When I called her, her assistant informed me of everything," James explained, recalling how he broke into a cold sweat upon receiving the news earlier in the day.

He immediately informed the meeting attendees and rushed to the airport, securing a flight at the earliest opportunity.

Pearl asked, "How is she doing now?"

Taking a moment to compose himself, James replied, "Her fever persists, and she's developed a severe rash. The doctor's prognosis isn't optimistic. She urgently needs a bone marrow transplant. Without it, she might not survive another day."

Pearl absorbed this grim news and inquired further, "Are there any suitable bone marrow donors?"

"Not at the moment, but I've instructed my team to expedite the search. They're working to find a match within three days," James informed her.

Considering the urgency of Esther's situation, Pearl shared her own efforts, stating, "My team is also searching for a donor. They'll also take around three days." All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.

James looked over at Esther in the bed. Her lips had lost their color, and her appearance was very frail. The once rosy and plump cheeks had become noticeably thinner, leaving her in a pitiable condition.

"Esther has always been lucky. I believe she'll pull through," Pearl consoled James and herself.

"I believe so too." James held Esther's hand tightly.

Pearl noticed that James was kneeling on the floor to get closer to Esther, tenderly holding her hand to his face. It was a sad sight.

"James, you should rest. Richard and I can stay with her," Pearl suggested, concerned about James's well-being as he appeared exhausted from his rapid journey.

"It's okay. I want to be with her," James insisted, even though his legs were numb. If Esther woke up and didn't see him, she would blame him for not caring about her.

"Then I'll send over some news to find a suitable bone marrow."

Pearl then busied herself at a nearby table, coordinating efforts to find a bone marrow donor. As she worked, her phone rang, and Mobius's worried voice came through.

"Pearl, did something happen to Esther?" Mobius asked anxiously, his concern evident despite the background noise.

"You know about it too?"

Mobius confirmed he knew and asked, "How is she? Where is she? Please tell me the address. I'll come right away."

At first, Pearl wanted to tell him, but seeing James nearby, she hesitated.