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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.
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Irving swallowed his saliva and did not reply. His expression was a little complicated, making it hard for
Shirley to guess his thoughts.
"Sure."
Larry slapped the table and said, "This is your only chance to atone for your sins. Don't let us down."
"Yes, boss. I, I will try my best!"
Irving nodded and said worriedly.
To be honest, after following the "imposter" for four years, Irving had already been convinced by the
personality charm of the "imposter".
In the past, Irving's hobby was 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 most perfect state.
Ever since Irving had followed the "imposter", in these short four years, he had been forced to wear a
long gown, read ancient texts, and study how to see if the rare treasure was authentic and flawless.
Irving's hands had not been stained with blood for a long time, so long that he almost thought that he
was really a scholar...
If Irving really succeeded in luring the "imposter", then according to Larry's style, the ’imposter" must
die!
After dealing with the problems that had piled up in Crimson Pawnshop over the years, Larry finally
heaved a sigh of relief. He was immersed in the joy of reuniting with Shirley.
"Shirley, what do you like to eat? I will make it for you. We will celebrate together."
Larry rolled up his sleeves and asked Shirley in a doting tone.
"Are you good at cooking?"
Shirley was a little surprised.
She didn't think that the cruel and bloodthirsty Midnight Ghost would actually cook meals by himself.
This was exactly the same as a fake.
Larry wore an 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 so on."
Shirley leaned against the wall and looked at the busy but orderly Larry. She sighed in her heart. How
many meals did he make to become so skilled?
"Larry, can you tell me how you have been all these years?"
Shirley asked carefully, afraid that if she was not careful, she would stab a sore spot that Larry did not
want to expose.
Larry didn't reply.
Larry was cutting vegetables with a kitchen knife in his hand. At that moment, he obviously paused and
pursed his lips without saying anything.
"Well, it's fine if you don't tell me. Anyway, everything in the past is in the past, and it's not that
important. What's important is the future!"
Shirley saw Larry's depression and hurriedly changed the topic.
"It doesn't matter..."
Larry smiled faintly and continued to cut the vegetables 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 my sister. If you want to know, I will tell you without
reservation."
"Alright, I'm listening."
Shirley nodded and prepared to listen to Larry's story.
She knew that this must be a very long and tortuous story.
"I grew up in a small fishing village in Seatie City. My adoptive parents were honest fishermen. I had an
ignorant elder brother and a well-behaved and sensible younger sister. From the time I could remember
things, I knew that I was a child picked up by my adoptive parents. Because the clothes I wore were
always tattered, and I could only eat the food that my elder brother and younger sister left. I was forced
to drop out of school after finishing high school. You know, I had the best grades in the entire county. I
could even easily solve the problem that even a mathematics teacher could not solve..."
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When Larry said this, his eyes, which were as smart and beautiful as Shirley's, were slightly red.
Some people needed to spend their whole lives to cure their childhood.
Larry was so competitive now, so eager for money, power, and success. It was also because he had
too many regrets when he was young.
"When I was in primary school, my teacher often praised me as a genius. I often thought that if I were
born into a normal family, I might be a mathematics master, not a demon who did illegal business. I
studied equations every day, not how to properly evaluate an organ!"
"Larry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"
Shirley suddenly felt very sad.
Although such a tragedy was not caused by her, she always felt that she couldn't bear to admit that she
had a carefree childhood.
It was as if she had received double the happiness, which was why her brother had to bear double the
pain!
"Silly girl, what are you apologizing to me for? The ones who should apologize are those who ruined
my life and destroyed the Wilson family. They are our enemies. They should apologize!"
Larry smiled faintly, comforting Shirley, who was about to cry.
"Enemies?"
Shirley wiped away her tears and asked Larry with a serious expression, "Who are the enemies who
destroyed your life and destroyed the Wilson family?"
"This..."
Larry paused and said meaningfully, "Now is not the time to tell you. When the time comes, you will
naturally know."
"Now is not the time. Then when is it? I am also a part of the Wilson family.
I have the right to know it!"
Shirley was a little excited. Flames of hatred burned in her heart. She swore that she had to know the
truth!
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