When she unveils identities novel (Shirley and Braden)
Chapter 475

Chapter 475 For a Long Time

After Shirley left that place, she walked down the road dejectedly and suddenly didn't know where to go.

She used four years to develop the G6 Chip and become the president of KCL Group. It was fair to say she was successful, and she should have a great sense of accomplishment. But why did she feel empty now, as if she had lost a lot?

In the end, it was because her on-and-off relationship with Braden in the past few years had been too exhausting and had worn her out both physically and mentally.

So, she clenched her fists and made up her mind that she would steer clear of him even if there really was something that made him have no choice but to do all this.

At this time, her phone suddenly rang.

She listlessly took out her phone and saw that it was an unknown number. Her first reaction was to reject the call, but the other guy was particularly persistent and called her again and again. "Who is this? Why do you keep calling?'

Shirley was just feeling annoyed right now, and she directly took it out on the guy on the other end.

"Shirley, go home. I am the person you have been looking for."

On the other end of the line, it was a man's voice. It was very soft and also strange and gave her a sense of kinship with him.

It was like a breeze and blew Shirley's agitation away. She was instantly much calmer.

"Sorry, I was in a bad mood just now. Who are you? Do we know each other?"

"I think we do. We've known each other for a long time.'

On the other end of the line, the man chuckled and said, "I'll wait for you at the Wilson's house."

Without thinking too much, Shirley hailed a taxi and headed to the Wilson's house as fast as she could.

Today, the Wilson's house was no longer as dilapidated as before. The construction of the sewage treatment plant in the neighborhood was stopped because of her standing in the way. There was no more flying sand and stones or endless construction teams.

The air was even fresher and cleaner than before.

Shirley pushed open the black wrought iron gate of the Wilson's house and was instantly greeted by a sweet fragrance. In the courtyard, the locust trees had grown very tall. The lush green and dense canopy was like a green umbrella. The sunlight shone through the gaps between the branches and cast dappled shadows on the ground. It was very beautiful.

In the shade of the tree stood a tall and upright man wearing a white shirt and jeans. He looked very elegant from behind, but also very unfamiliar.

"Who are you? Why are you at my home?'

Shirley frowned, subconsciously raising her guard.

The man heard it and turned around. He reached out to her. "Shirley, you're finally back.'

"You... Who are you?'

Shirley was shocked and couldn't help but widen her eyes.

It was because this man was wearing a mask, and his voice was completely unfamiliar to her.

She racked her brains but could not recall when they had met!

"I am Mr. Quintin, the owner of the Crimson Pawnshop that you have been looking for."

His lips curled into a gentle smile as he introduced himself word by word.

"No, that's impossible..."

Shirley took a few steps back, her mind in a mess. "You said you are Mr. Quintin, but that Mr. Quintin I know is not like you at all. Although you are both wearing masks and have similar facial features and voices, I know you are not him! The others might be unable to tell the difference, but I can!"

"I am the real Mr. Quintin, and the person you met before is a fake!"

His voice suddenly became fierce. "All these years, not a day goes by without me wanting to cut him into pieces!"

"Why are you telling me this? What does it have to do with me?'

Shirley swallowed and subconsciously backed off.

The man in front of her was so strange. Although he was very gentle to her, his ruthlessness couldn't be concealed and made her feel scared!

"Shirley, don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. I have endured humiliation for so many years. I finally found an opportunity to take revenge..."

He approached Shirley step by step and tried to reach out and stroke her head. His eyes were filled with satisfaction. "I saw the news. Now you are the new president of KCL Group. The Wilson family will be proud of you.

And in the future, the Seatie City will belong to us, the Wilsons family!"

"Us?"

Shirley spotted the problem sharply and asked him, "You said you are Mr. Quintin, but I'm certain that the person I met before was not you. So what do you have to do with me, or to say, with the Wilson family?"

"Haha, Shirley, you are indeed smart. I, Larry Wilson, your twin brother, am not disappointed. I think we have something like telepathy."

The man smiled very brightly, domineeringly, and proudly. Shirley was crazy. She felt mind-blown. She couldn't believe what she heard.

"Wait, wait a minute. What did you just say? You're my twin brother? I... You... We?"

"Shirley, calm down. I know that this news is too shocking for you and that you can't take it for a while. But please trust me. Everything I tell you is true!' Larry's throat tightened, and he said with a choked voice.

It had been 28 years, a full 28 years. And he could finally return to his home that he missed day and night as Larry Wilson and reunite with his sister, Shirley!

"Brother?"

Shirley murmured this word in a daze. It had been a completely strange notion to her in the past 28 years. She had very mixed feelings.

After the Wilson family was destroyed, she always felt that she was all alone. And she dreamt of having a close relative.

And now, her twin brother was standing right in front of her. Her eyes couldn't help but turn red...

However, Shirley was still very vigilant. She looked at the man with a guarded expression. "You said that you are my twin brother. Any proof?”

She had only found out not too long ago that pigeon-pair twins ran in the Wilson family. Back then, she indeed had a twin brother, but he unfortunately died later.

If a bad person had found out about this and wanted to use this method to screw with her, it was not impossible. She had to be careful.

"Silly girl, what proof can I have? In the past 28 years, I have been living in this world as someone else. I only found out about my true identity four years ago...' Larry let out a long sigh and said, "I can only say that my body is the best proof. We can immediately go and do a sibling test."

He could also take the chance to replace out whether his foster mother's last words were true.

"Alright, I can't just take your word for it. I also feel that we need to do a sibling test."

The two of them reached an agreement. They immediately drove to a nearby place to do a sibling test and waited for the results. After all, people might lie, but genes would not!