When she unveils identities

Chapter 602

"Who are you?" Irving was very vigilant. He resisted fiercely and slammed his elbow to hit the other

party. "Shh, don't be nervous. It's me!" Shirley moved her hands away from his eyes in embarrassment.

She touched her belly, which was slammed by his elbow, "I'm just joking. You are so sturdy. You almost

disable me." "Shirley, it's you. Excuse me for that." Irving was dressed in a blue and white gown, and

he looked exactly like a noble prince. However, he was so guilty that he wanted to kneel down to

apologize to Shirley. "Don't be so cautious in front of me. I am not Larry..." Shirley glanced at the closed

door of Larry's room, and asked in a low voice, "Did Larry asleep?" "Yes, Shirley." "Let's go for a walk

and have a barbecue together." "It was not appropriate, Shirley. I'm just an assistant. How could I..."

"Oh, my goodness. I told you that I don't care about it at all. Let's go for a walk now." Shirley dragged

Irving to the nearby snack street. "We'd like fifty shish kebabs, thirty grilled kidneys, and two dozen

beers." The woman yelled at the boss who was busy in front of the oven. "Okay, wait a moment." The

boss fanned the fire and replied readily. This was the most chaotic place in Seatle City. There were

many people hanging out here. Even though it was almost early in the morning, there were still crowds

of people. There were constant sounds of clinking and cursing. It was an extremely barbaric and artistic

scene. Irving was dressed as a gentleman. Originally, he was restrained and talked to Shirley in a

respectful tone. After having a few drinks with Shirley and eating several grilled kidneys, he began to let

himself go. "Shirley, to be honest, I've been wanting to have a barbecue for many years. But

unfortunately, as the manager of the 'Crimson Pawnshop', I am embarrassed to come to eat a

barbecue. Today, you can help me realize my dream." "Hey, it doesn't matter. If you want to eat a Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

barbecue next time, just call me. Don't worry about Larry. If he dares to scold you, I'll scold him..."

"Hahaha, Shirley, you are so kind. Larry is your brother, but your personalities are completely different.

Compared with you, Larry lives a heavy life, which makes people feel distressed." Saying this, Irving

seemed to think of those bad things in the past. Then he took another sip of wine. Seeing Irving

gradually letting go of himself, Shirley cautiously asked, "Irving, I heard from Larry that you are the one

who struggled with him to strive for a good life. You two are from a small fishing village and you created

the 'Crimson Pawnshop' step by step by yourselves,

right?"