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..."

reply. His expression was a little complicated, making it hard for Shirley to

"Sure."

is your only chance to atone

I, I will try

and said

the "imposter" for four years, Irving had already

to take a person's heart alive, and he studied how to use a knife to ensure that he could take out the heart in the

since Irving had followed the "imposter", in these short four years, he had been forced to wear a

had not been stained with blood for a long time, so long that he almost thought that

the "imposter", then according

in Crimson Pawnshop over the years, Larry finally heaved a sigh of relief. He was immersed in

eat? I will

rolled up his sleeves and asked Shirley in

good at

a little

that the cruel and bloodthirsty Midnight Ghost would actually cook meals by himself. This was exactly

the kitchen. He said with a gentle smile, "It's not very good. It's just that I have

orderly Larry. She sighed in her heart. How many meals did he make

how you have been

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

Larry didn't reply.

knife in his hand. At that moment,

you don't tell me. Anyway, everything in the past is

saw Larry's depression and hurriedly changed

"It doesn't matter..."

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

"Alright, I'm listening."

nodded and prepared to listen

knew that this must be a

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