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..."

and did not reply. His expression was a little

"Sure."

only chance to atone for

I, I will try

and

following the "imposter" for four years, Irving

he studied how to use a knife

to wear a long gown, read ancient texts, and study how to see if the rare treasure was authentic

with blood for a long time, so long that he almost thought that

then according to Larry's

the years, Larry finally heaved a sigh

do you like to eat? I will

sleeves and asked Shirley in a doting

good

was a

Midnight Ghost would actually cook meals by himself. This was exactly the same as

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

at the busy but orderly Larry. She sighed in her heart. How many meals did he make to become so

tell me how you have been all

would stab a sore spot

Larry didn't reply.

hand. At that moment, he obviously paused and pursed his

me. Anyway, everything in the past is in the past,

and hurriedly

"It doesn't matter..."

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

"Alright, I'm listening."

to listen to Larry's

knew that this must be a very long and tortuous

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