When she unveils identities

When She Unveils Identities By Zaylee CortéZ Chapter 369

Chapter 369 Men Are Bastards

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Shirley took Seven-colored Glazed Cup and left the Stewart’s home with mixed feelings.

She called Rocco and hoped to settle the matter of the Wilson’s house as soon as possible.

The two agreed to meet at a scenic health resort.

Rocco smoked a cigar and sat next to a young woman in her early twenties.

“You’re so capable. I didn’t expect you to get such a peerless treasure that so many people fought to

get so quickly. You are worthy of being my best friend. You have the ability and courage!”

Shirley put Seven-colored Glazed Cup into an exquisite box and kept it firmly in her arms. She smiled

and

said, “It’s just an antique. There are many replacements. It won’t prolong your life. Is it worth so many

people fighting for it?”

Rocco smiled and did not speak. His eyes behind the lens were staring at the box in Shirley’s arms,

emitting a

cunning light.

It was the young woman sitting next to Rocco who laughed disdainfully at Shirley. “You really don’t

know its

value. It’s much more valuable than the elixir of life. It can treat all kinds of intractable diseases. It can

also

help you repel evil spirits and avoid disaster!

“Legend has it that if it is used to hold soup or wine every day, it can refresh the mind and prolong life.

Back then, the Stewart family competed against Crimson Pawnshop for it to save Mr. Braden’s life. The

Stewart

family almost…”

“Shut up!”

Rocco fiercely glared at the young woman as Shirley listened attentively.

The young woman immediately lowered her head, not daring to speak anymore.

“Save Braden’s life?”

Shirley heard the key information and asked with a frown, “Rocco, can you tell me where it came from?

Why did the Stewart family make such a big fuss over an antique?”

Rocco revealed a sly smile. Naturally, he could not reveal too much to Shirley. He only urged, “Hand

over it to me, and I’ll hand over the land. Why do you care so much? Even if it is related to the Stewart

family’s future, so what? In any case, you have already divorced Mr. Stewart. What does the Stewart

family’s future have to

do with you?”

“That’s true, but I am inquisitive. I can give it to you, but I have to get a clear answer.”

Shirley looked at Rocco with a firm gaze, and her tone sounded unyielding.

Rocco also lost his patience. He leaned on the sofa coldly and sneered, “Give it to me. I’ll sign the

agreement immediately. If you don’t give it to me, I’ll break ground within a week. No matter what, it

won’t affect me.

Think about it yourself.”

www.

Then I’m sorry. Rocco. I can’t give it to you before I get an answer.”

After Shirley finished speaking, she took Seven-colored Glazed Cup and left.

If it was really so important to the Stewart family or Braden, she couldn’t give it to Rocco for her own

sake.

As for the Wilson’s house, she would think of a way to get it back.

Rocco looked at Shirley’s back and revealed a meaningful smile.

The young woman was puzzled. She hugged his arm and asked, “Rocco, that is Seven-colored Glazed

Cup

that you have always been longing for. Why did you give up just like that? Just for a piece of land?”

“You know nothing!”

Rocco glanced at the woman and said meaningfully, “This is a contest between big shots. I am just a

pawn

They did not say anything. If this treasure were given to me, I wouldn’t know how to keep it. It’s better

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get it.”

The young woman could not suppress her curiosity and continued to gossip, “Do you mean Mr.

Braden? If so, we really can’t offend him.”

“No, there is someone else behind all of these.”

Shirley carried Seven-colored Glazed Cup with her and returned to Korita Group absent-mindedly.

She was hesitant all the way, wondering if she should return this treasure to Braden.

If it was really so important, how could she repay his favor? After all, he gave it to her so easily.

When she met Braden later, she would be too embarrassed to put on airs. Wouldn’t she be suffocated

to

death?

Forget it. She decided to return it to him.

When the employees of Korita Group saw Shirley, they all looked vigilant.

“Ms. Wilson, why are you here? You should stay at home and have a good rest now. Don’t wander

around!”

“We are in the company. Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner. You can rest assured and

recuperate!”

“Hey, Ms. Wilson, watch your steps. The floor has just been cleaned. It’s slippery!”

Some supported her, and some fanned her, caring about her.

Renee immediately served her fresh milk and said, “Ms. Wilson, are you thirsty? Drink a cup of warm

milk. It’s nutritious and quenching.”

Shirley frowned and looked at the trembling crowd with a puzzled expression. “What’s wrong with all of

you? When did I become so important?”

She knew that these employees liked her and worshipped her, but she couldn’t resist their excessive

worship.

“Ms. Wilson, you’d better be careful.”

Renee gave Shirley a wink, and Shirley became even more confused.

Sitting in the office, Shirley stared blankly at the box with Seven-colored Glazed Cup in it and continued

to

hesitate about whether she should return it.

She suddenly remembered that the headquarters of the Stewart Group was opposite. Maybe she could

see Braden’s office from this angle.

“Renee, can you find me a telescope?”.

Shirley asked her assistant.

“Maybe. I’ll get the administrator to send it over.”

The administrator quickly sent over a high-powered telescope.

Shirley stood up and walked to the French window. She looked at the opposite office through the

telescope.

Braden’s office was a bit higher than hers, but it was very large, so it could be found very quickly.

“This guy is really a workaholic. It’s already time to eat, but he’s still motionless. Is he not hungry?”

Shirley sighed as she tiptoed to observe him.

Renee looked at Shirley’s back and let out a long sigh, a little distressed.

She wondered, hey, Ms. Wilson is so pitiful. She’s pregnant with Mr. Stewart’s baby. She loves him so

lowly. Men are bastards. Even the president of the Stewart Group who is perfect in every way is just a

beast

wearing decent clothes.

“Ms. Wilson is too pitiful. I have to think of a way!”

Renee said indignantly as she thought of a plan.