When She Unveils Identities

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!”

rving 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.

that

the “imposter” was not guilty of death. Other than making the “abnormal” Crimson

anything wrong. “You have the chance to make up

out, I will let Larry forget about the

swallowed his saliva and did not reply. His expression was a little complicated, making it hard for Shirley to

table and said, “This is your only chance to atone

I, I will

and said worriedly. To be honest, after following the “imposter” for four years, Irving had already been convinced

studied how to use a knife to ensure that he could take out

followed the “imposter”, in these short four years, he had been forced to wear a long gown, read ancient txts, and study how to see if the rare treasure

blood for a long time, so long that he almost thought that he was really

succeeded in luring the “imposter”, then according to Larry’s style, the ’imposter” must

in Crimson Pawnshop over the years, Larry finally heaved a

you like to eat? I will make it for you. We will celebrate

up his sleeves and asked Shirley in a doting tone. “Are you good at cooking?” Shirley

cruel and bloodthirsty Midnight Ghost would actually cook meals by