Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

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A voice interrupted Pearl's thoughts. "Mister Luther, someone is here to see you about work."

"Do they have an appointment?" Luther looked at his assistant, who seemed worried, and he sensed trouble.

"What's wrong?"

"They're from... Cerubleu."

Luther's face tensed up. "I didn't expect them to find us, but I'm impressed they held on for four years."

He turned to Pearl and whispered, "Wait for me downstairs. I'll be there in ten minutes, and we'll go see Dar." He showed her ten fingers.

Pearl nodded, understanding he was busy. "I can go get him myself."

"No, Dar specifically asked to see me too."

"Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Luther smiled and handed her his car keys. "It's warm today, so you might want to wait in the car."

After she left, his smile vanished. "Let's see what they want."

Luther entered the guest room to find Wayne looking shocked on the couch. He asked, "How did you find me?" Wayne eyed him warily. "Why did you leave the country four years ago and avoid meeting me for the last two?" Luther poured some tea and sighed. "Mister Wayne, I don't understand why you're troubling me. I moved here because I own property. Should I have stayed and worked back home instead?"

"Why wouldn't you meet with me then?" Wayne suspected Luther was hiding something, likely related to Pearl's disappearance.

Luther sat, crossing his legs. "Why would you think I avoided you? Your visits have led people to start rumors about me, saying I'm gay now."

Wayne's face flushed with anger. "I'm not gay!"

"I know, but I can't stop people from gossiping." Luther sipped his tea, smiling that his skills had improved." Now, tell me, why are you here?"

Wayne slammed a folder on the table. "This isn't about Pearl. It's about work."

Luther raised an eyebrow. "When your president was around, she avoided working with me. Now that she's gone, you want to collaborate? Aren't you worried she'd be upset?"

Wayne's expression softened at the mention of Pearl. He had searched endlessly for her, but she had vanished without a trace. Yet, somewhere deep down, he felt Luther was involved.

"She wouldn't mind," Wayne said coldly.