When She Unveils Identities By Zaylee CortéZ Chapter 234


    Chapter 234 What a Crazy Man!


    Therefore, Shirley could only hold back her curiosity and sit in the front passenger seat.


    The luxurious sports car gradually drove into the deserted suburbs of the bustling city. The


    surroundings were getting darker with no street lights, and the atmosphere was getting weirder. It was


    a hotbed that bred


    evil.


    However, Shirley was not afraid at all. With her skills, she could deal with ten men like Antwan even if


    her leg injury had just recovered.


    “Where do you want to take me to?”


    Shirley became impatient, and her face darkened.


    “Don’t hurry. We’ll arrive soon.”


    As Antwan spoke, he turned the car into a dark path. Lush cypress trees were on the two sides of the


    road,


    standing like pennants.


    Shirley opened the window and looked around, feeling that this ce was a little familiar.


    Then, she suddenly remembered. Damn. Isn’t this the forest cemetery Braden and I had fallen into


    before?


    This forest cemetery was said to be a brilliant graveyard. If dead people were buried here, it would


    make their future generations prosperous endlessly. However, living people would encounter bad


    things after staying here for a long time, and their luck would be damaged. It was strange.


    Why did Antwan bring Shirley to such a gloomy ce in the middle of the night? She had just removed


    the


    cast and didn’t want to fall again!


    “Turn around!”


    With a strong attitude, Shirley ordered Antwan, “I don’t like this ce. I want you to turn around and


    leave


    immediately.”


    Antwan refused to do so. A sneer showed on his handsome face. “I’m controlling the steering wheel.


    What if I


    don’t turn around?”


    “Then don’t me me for being impolite!”


    Shirley’s beautiful eyes turned cold, and a cold silver light shed in the car. A knife firmly stuck to


    Antwan’s


    neck. “Anyway, this ce is deste and remote. There are more ghosts than people. If you push me


    too far, I will cut your throat and bury you on the spot!”


    Antwan was also a ruthless character. Not only did he not admit defeat, but he also showed an excited


    expression. He stared at Shirley with bright eyes. “Then cut it open. It’s my honor to give a beauty my


    life.”


    “Do you think I don’t dare?”


    “Of course you dare… If you don’t dare, I will help you!”


    After Antwan finished speaking, his palm suddenly covered Shirley’s hand holding the knife. With a


    slight force, the skin broke on his neck, and blood seeped out


    Shirley quickly pulled back and roared angrily, “Antwan, are you crazy? If you want tomit suicide,


    don’t


    are!” involve me What a crazy man you


    Her knife was made in Switzend The de was sharp and could cut iron like mud. It was only eight.


    inches, but it was destructive. It was the first weapon Jason had given Shirley.


    All these years, Shirley had always carried it with her for self-defense. Under normal circumstances,


    she


    would not use it.


    It was because there was a rumor that once the knife was exposed to light, it had to be wetted with


    blood.


    Otherwise, it would be blunt.


    Antwan was crazy, but he hadpleted this for Shirley’s knife. The blood was not in vain.


    “It’s gettingte. If you want to tease me, you have achieved your goal. Forgive me for not being


    interested in


    performing with you again.”


    Shirley put away her knife and tried to open the door to get out of the car, but she found Antwan had


    locked


    the car.


    “We haven’t arrived yet. Why are you in such a hurry to get out of the car? We’ve run for dozens of


    miles. If you


    get off, our time and efforts will be wasted.”


    Antwan sneered and calmly started the car.


    His neck was still bleeding, but Antwan seemed not to sense it. He even didn’t bother to deal with it.


    “Are you sure you don’t wipe off the blood on your neck?”


    Shirley stared at Antwan and suggested with a face full of disgust.


    Imagine, at midnight, a man with a sinister smile drove through a remote and evil forest cemetery,


    blood constantly spurting from his neck and dyeing his shirt red… This scene was too strange!


    Antwan’s smile deepened, his eyes shing as he stared at Shirley. “Are you concerned about me?”


    Shirley was speechless.


    “If I can gain your concern because of bleeding, I don’t mind cutting my neck to win your smile.”


    “Then go to hell!”


    Shirley rolled her eyes and threw him a handkerchief.


    Antwan took the handkerchief and ced it in front of his tall nose. He took a deep breath and


    reluctantly covered his bleeding neck. He tied a knot and sighed, “Such a good handkerchief. What a


    pity!”


    “Mad. You’re really mad!”


    Shirley rubbed her temples, feeling endless regret.


    Shirley thought Antwan was just a fool whom she could casually get confidential information about the


    Stewart Group from, but she didn’t expect that he was insane. It wasn’t so easy to y tricks on him.


    If they continued to drag on like this, it would dy Shirley’s n and cause a rift between Ewan and


    her.


    It was a mistake!


    At this moment, Antwan was so crazy. Shirley could only let him drive to the destination and think of


    other


    ways to get away.


    The car turned several times and came to a wide tform.


    “Here we are.”


    Antwan stopped the car and said to Shirley with a mysterious face, “Trust me. You won’t regret this


    trip.”


    “Well, I hope so!”


    Shirley said perfunctorily but had another n in mind.


    Seeing Antwan get out of the car, Shirley also got off. When Antwan walked toward her, she kicked the


    man


    in the stomach and grabbed the key from his hand.


    “It’s time for me to sleep. I don’t want to waste my time on you. If you like it here, you can stay here. I


    have to


    go back.”


    After that, she opened the car door and sat in the driver’s seat. She was ready to start the car.


    Antwan felt his internal organs had been smashed by that kick. Even blood was flowing from the corner


    of


    his mouth.


    However, his handsome face was even more excited. He smiled coldly, licked the blood at the corner of


    his mouth, and stared at Shirley. “Are you sure you leave now and even my proud and perfect cousin


    can’t keep you?”


    Shirley was dumbfounded. She stepped on the brake and did not let go. She asked Antwan, “What do


    you


    mean? Make it clear!”


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    “Don’t tell me you haven’t heard the rumors?”


    On the ground, Antwan propped up his upper body. His perfectly contoured face revealed a strange


    smile. “Many people are guessing where Braden, who hasn’t appeared in public for half a month, has


    gone and why I, the second-inmand, was suddenly summoned back to preside over the situation.


    Are you really not curious at all?”


    “He… he is seriously injured. He should be recovering now, so it is inconvenient to tell the outside


    world.”


    Shirley’s eyes shed. Thinking of this special ce, she vaguely had a bad guess in her heart, but


    she refused to believe it.


    “Are you sure he’s just recovering?”


    “Could it be… could it be that he has something else to do?”


    Shirley’s expression was gloomy.


    She kept hinting to herself that Braden was a lucky person. No idents would happen to him.


    Antwan sneered “What are you afraid of? Don’t worry, and make a bold guess. I believe… you have


    guessed it. Am I right?”