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Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Chapter 845
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With his naturally attractive appearance, Damian's smile made the woman's heart skip a beat.

"Y-Yeah."

Damian tilted her chin, his gaze fixed on her rosy lips. "Tell me. What do you like about me?"

The woman blushed at his direct question, feeling flustered. "Because you're good-looking."

"So you likejust because I'm good-looking? Would you like anyone who's good-looking then?"

The woman vigorously shook her head. "No, not just anyone. It's because you're exceptionally good-looking, that's why | like you."

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"So, you only prefer exceptionally good-looking men?"

The conversation still felt a bit awkward to the woman, but at this point, she could only reluctantly nod.

Damian clicked his tongue, his hand reaching to gently stroke her cheek. "Unfortunately, you're not pretty enough." As his fingers trailed down her

neck, he continued, "You don't have big boobs."

A mix of emotions filled the woman's face as Damian's words humiliated her like never before.

"You don't have a slim waist."

On the verge of tears, the woman felt utterly ashamed and hurt.

Damian raised an eyebrow, his voice turning cold. "Aren't you going to leave?"

With those words, the woman hurriedly turned and left.

She wasn't her.

Damian's mind was a chaotic mess. He had almost succumbed to his desires, prepared to spend the night with her.

He could easily dismiss her with money after satisfying his desires. But at the last moment, Pearl's smiling face flashed in his mind, stirring guilt within

him and quelling his wicked intentions.

Despite being rejected, he felt remorse for his impure thoughts. It was a confusing mix of emotions.

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Struggling to stand, Damian's drunken state caused him to stumble and collapse.

"Who would have thought Mister Damian, once esteemed, would be in such a miserable state today, and that I'd be the one to witness it?" A familiar

voice pierced through the air, laced with sarcasm and pity.

"Are you here to mocktoo?" Damian faced the woman before him, Natalie, his junior with whom he often clashed overseas.

"Of course not. I'm here to take you back."

"| didn't realize we had such a close relationship.” Damian wanted nothing to do with her, even if it meant struggling to leave.

"| can't believe you can't tell that | like you." Natalie's voice softened. "For three years, there has always been only Pearl in your eyes. Even when |

deliberately argued with you to get your attention or returned to the country with you, your focus was always on her. What's so special about her that

you can't forget her?"