When she unveils identities novel (Shirley and Braden)

Chapter 243 Self-Repair

"About this..."

Bennett rolled his eyes and thought to himself, I can't let this person know that I'm the bad guy's son. Otherwise, it would be too unconvincing to let him be mommy's subordinate.

Therefore, Bennett said seriously, "My daddy is Ewan. Do you know Ewan? My mommy said that he is very powerful. He is the future heir of the Parker family, one of the top eight families of Seatle City. My mommy also said that if the Wilson family and the Parker family join together, it is only a matter of time before we

defeat the Stewart family!"

"Is that so? Your mother is really ambitious!"

Mr. Quintin's words sounded particularly cold as if he was not very happy.

Mr. Quintin thought, the cunning Amelie actually dared to lie to me!

However, regardless of whether this guy was Braden's son or not, as long as he is Shirley's son, it is worth

this deal!

He expressionlessly opened the car door and strode into the interior of the Crimson Pawnshop with his long legs.

Bennett was not afraid of the strange place. He walked behind as if he had returned to his own home,

unrestrained and carefree.

"Mr. Quintin, you are back. Is this a priceless treasure that you speak of?"

A handsome young man in a white gown warmly welcomed Mr. Quintin.

His name was Irving Rowland, and he was the man in charge of the Crimson Pawnshop. Although he was young, he had a pair of sharp eyes and was a top-notch figure in the treasure appraisal industry. Many treasures in the Crimson Pawnshop had to be examined by him first before it took them.

At that moment, Irving sized Bennett. Then, he revealed a puzzled expression. "The little kid is quite young and cute. However, I can tell that he was raised in a honey jar. He can't earn us money or work for us Why

should we take him?"

A few days ago, Irving had heard that this time, Mr. Quintin personally went to collect a rare treasure. He didn't even sleep and waited excitedly for the priceless one. In the end, it was a little kid!

"You don't need to know. You just need to order people to take good care of him in these few days."

Mr. Quintin put his hands in his pockets and turned back to stare at Bennett. His attitude was quite cold as if he wanted to keep a distance from Bennett.

Unexpectedly, Bennett suddenly rushed over and put his arms around Mr. Quintin's long legs. He said in a childish voice, "Quintin, I knew it. I knew you were so nice."

This hug directly stiffened Mr. Quintin. He couldn't push him away, nor could he not push her away. He didn't

know how to respond.

Bennett raised his snowy and tender little face and smiled as bright as a flower. "Congratulations, you have passed my test. I can introduce you to my mommy. In the future, you can follow her and have a promising

future!"

Mr. Quintin was speechless.

Irving was shocked.

Irving now knew why their boss wanted this little kid. With this little kid's courage and insight, even adults could not compare to him. He was indeed a priceless piece of jade. If he was carved properly, his future would truly be immeasurable!

Irving thought that Mr. Quintin would definitely be furious. After all, the legendary man hated to be close to

others the most.

In the end, Mr. Quintin did not get angry. Instead, he reached out his hand and gently stroked Bennett's furry head. He said in a low voice, "Don't be naughty."

Irving thought, this... This little brat couldn't be Mr. Quintin's illegitimate child, right?

On the second day.

Nancy quietly opened the door to Shirley's bedroom. She carefully leaned into half of her body and observed

the surroundings.

Nancy saw that the room was neat and quiet, and it was not as disordered as she had imagined.

Shirley had her back to the door, and she was casually wearing a beige quilt, sleeping soundly.

Ewan, her disappointing older brother, was also lazily lying on the sofa, sleeping soundly. His clothes and

shoes were neat, and even his hairstyle was not messy.

Needless to say, last night was another "nothing happened" night.

Well, these two people had been like this for almost ten years, and they were still in this kind of state of

"friends but not lovers". Nancy felt so anxious!

"Ahem! You two! Don't sleep! Get up quickly!"

Nancy walked into the room, disappointed, and pulled open the curtains, filling the whole room with

sunshine.

Ewan frowned and woke up. He stood up, grabbed the back of Nancy's collar, and condemned, "You damn girl, finally you are willing to open the door! You are getting bolder and bolder. You even dare to make this kind of joke. Today I will teach you a lesson. I'll let you know who's in charge!"

"Ah, let go. I am doing this for your own good. You have betrayed my effort!"

Nancy gritted her teeth and resisted, but in front of Ewan, she was a weak girl, unable to escape.

"Murder! Shirley, save me. Ewan is crazy. He wants to kill me!"

Nancy cried to Shirley for help.

The strange thing was that they made so much noise, but Shirley was lying on the bed, maintaining the same posture, as if she was a fake person.

"No, why do I feel that Shirley is a little strange?"

After Nancy and Ewan fought, they found that something was wrong.

"I asked you to comfort her last night. How are you comforting her? Was she bullied?"

"Do you think she can be bullied?"

Ewan put his hands in his pockets and looked at Shirley's back. He said softly, "If I'm not wrong, she should

be self-repairing."

"Self-repair?"

Nancy was confused.

But since Ewan could be so calm, it shouldn't be a problem, right?

Ewan said slowly, "When a person suffers great mental illness, they will be like some animals and start the self-repair mode. Some people will cry, some people will make a fuss, some people will eat and drink as they will, and some people will even be promiscuous. Shirley probably chose sleep as a way to recover from the

trauma."

"It can't be. From my understanding of Shirley, she is still very assured about Ben. She can't be so anxious that she is mentally injured?"

"Who told you that she is like this because of Ben?"

Ewan let out a long sigh. He didn't want to keep it a secret any longer. He said, "Braden is dead, and he died in order to save her. She may not be able to accept this news for a while, so..." "What did you say? Braden is dead?"

Nancy was so shocked that her eyes almost fell out. She clenched her fingers and said, "This is too shocking. Not to mention her, even I cannot accept it. Although this news has been spreading outside for a long time, who would believe it? That's Braden, the only king in Seatle City. How could he..."

"It's not a rumor. Because I personally saw him being pushed out of the operating room. He was lying lifelessly under the white cloth."

Ewan also had mixed feelings.

To Ewan, Braden was a rival both in business and in romantic relations. Ewan wanted him to die, but at this point, he felt inexplicably disappointed.

The person who Ewan had always wanted to surpass had disappeared before Ewan had the chance to do so. From then on, Braden had become a deity that could not be surpassed. Wasn't this a pity? The entire room was filled with a sad and dull atmosphere.

At this time, the phone that Shirley had placed on the bedside table rang.