When She Unveils Identities

Chapter 477

Chapter 477 Enemies

Larry looked at Shirley and asked curiously, "He is just an idiot. How can you let him make up for his mistakes?"

Shirley stood up and walked in front of Irving, helping him up.

"Irving, I know that you are loyal to my brother. It's just that your eyes are really not very good. It has been four years and you have not found out that he is a fake. You should also want to know who this fake is, right?"

Irving's lips were pale, and he was a little weak. He said with a guilty face, "Boss saved my life. My life belongs to him. Unfortunately, I am blind. I am stupid enough to take a fake as my boss. Shame on me!"

"Hey, don't say those words. Tell me, do you want to know who this fake is?"

"Of course I want to know!"

Irving was no longer as gentle and calm as before. His eyes were full of hatred. "This imposter is simply too bold. He actually dared to impersonate Mr. Quintin. He should know that he can't be caught by me. Otherwise, I will definitely kill him!"

"Ahem, don't get agitated yet..."

Shirley tried to pacify Irving.

She felt that Irving seemed to have changed from a talented scholar to a ruthless devil. It was a bit extreme since he kept saying that he wanted to kill someone.

Was Irving influenced by Larry?

Thinking about it, Shirley thought that the "imposter" was not guilty of death. Other than making the "abnormal" Crimson Pawnshop become "normal", he did not seem to have done anything wrong.

"You have the chance to make up for your mistakes. As long as you lure the 'imposter' out, I will let Larry forget about the past and forgive you. What do you think?"

Shirley suggested with a forced smile.

"Well..."

not reply. His expression was a little complicated, making it hard for Shirley to guess

"Sure."

slapped the table and said, "This is your only chance to atone for your sins. Don't

I, I

and

years, Irving had already been convinced by the

Irving's hobby was to take a person's heart alive, and he studied how to

"imposter", in these short four years, he had been forced to wear a

been stained with blood for a long time, so long that

in luring the "imposter", then

up in Crimson Pawnshop over the years, Larry finally heaved a sigh of relief.

do you like to eat? I will make it for

sleeves and asked Shirley in a doting

good

was a little

and bloodthirsty Midnight Ghost would actually cook meals

apron and busied himself in the kitchen. He said with a gentle smile, "It's not very good. It's just that I have been a little adult since I was a child. I have long been used to buying ingredients, cooking, washing clothes, and

Larry. She sighed in

me how you have been

that if she was not careful, she would stab a sore spot that Larry

Larry didn't reply.

hand. At that

is in the past, and it's not that important. What's important is the

Larry's depression and hurriedly

"It doesn't matter..."

in his hands. He said neither softly nor seriously, "Indeed, rarely have I mentioned my past to anyone. To be exact, I have never mentioned my past to anyone. But you are different. You are

"Alright, I'm listening."

nodded and prepared to listen

this must be a

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