Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

"Someone greased the wheels and intentionally added a smooth substance to keep them slippery. Perhaps things aren't as simple as they seem."

Pearl's expression darkened as the realization sank in. Their suspicions were confirmed—Mobius's death was no accident.

"Since someone was determined to kill Mobius, there might be more than one reason behind it," Pearl added, her voice tinged with anger.

Richard suddenly remembered something that both of them had overlooked. "Most people would check the brakes when the car goes out of control. But what if the person who framed Mobius did the opposite?"

Pearl immediately understood. They opened the car doors again and discovered evidence of tampering with the accelerator. "How despicable!"

While an ordinary person might have assumed the brakes were faulty, their cautious investigation revealed the truth.

"In that case, uncovering the truth won't be easy," Pearl concluded, sharing a significant look with Richard.

But as they prepared to leave, the door suddenly slammed shut.

Richard spotted a familiar figure outside through the door's window—it was Winona!

"Hey, long time no see," she greeted with a smirk, her eyes glinting with malice.

"What do you want?" Richard asked.

Winona widened her eyes, "What do I want? Why do you care?"

"Quit the crazy act here, Winona," Pearl interjected, feeling uneasy due to the poor signal in the area. Being stranded here could pose serious problems.

"Why? Are you scared now? If you beg nicely on your knees, I might consider sending someone to bring you food before leaving you to rot," Winona taunted, relishing in their discomfort.

"I've been waiting for this day. I had someone watching your every move for a week, and now I finally caught you off guard," she gloated, twirling the key in her hand. "Look at you, so careless.

Since you can't be trusted with your own keys, let me handle them for you." She then double-locked the door and pocketed the key.

"Winona, if you do this, it could have dire consequences for the Jesseltons," Richard warned calmly, but with an underlying intensity.

This statement made Winona a little nervous, but she scoffed.

"Don't threaten me with my family. They're clueless about this. And with the poor signal here, no one will know I trapped you. Even if someone stumbles upon you, they'll find two starved corpses. You can't intimidate me."

Her arrogance grated on Richard's nerves, his expression turning cold.

"If you doubt it, test me. Let's see who falls first—the two of us or the Jesseltons."Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.