When she unveils identities

Chapter 570

Chapter 570 Not an Accident, but Man-Made

The car stopped in front of an antique shop.

Shirley tried to push Antwan but was rejected.

"Wait in the car, and the driver can push me in."

He didn't want his surprise to be found in advance, that would be a waste of effort.

"Okay, I want to see what kind of surprise you can make."

With strong curiosity in her heart, Shirley watched the driver push Antwan into the antique shop.

She was lying in the back seat of the car. She was a little bored. Seeing that the time was just in the

afternoon in Seatie City, and the two little guys should be out of school, so she sent a video call to her

brother.

The strange thing was that the elder brother who usually answered the phone in seconds, had not been

connected today. She had tried several times, but he didn't answer the phone.

"What happened?"

Shirley immediately frowned. She had a bad premonition.

She immediately called May, and May answered the phone quickly.

"Shirley, I was about to call you! What a coincidence!"

May on the other end of the phone also frowned. She was anxious.

"May, it could be that something happened?"

"That’s right, Shirley. I don't know whether I should report this to you. Both Irving and Nancy asked me

not to tell you. They don't want to worry you."

"What's the matter? Tell me quickly." This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

"It's like this. Larry went on a business trip to the south a week ago. He was supposed to come back

two days ago, but he hasn't come back until now. The two children miss their uncle so much that they

asked me to make a video call. He didn't answer the phone. Irving said it was normal.

Sometimes when they do business, they go to some places that can't contact the outside world. He

asked me to wait patiently for a few days. But I always feel uneasy.”

May let out a long sigh as she spoke.

Larry was a descendant of the Wilson family. He and Shirley were the heirs of the Wilson family. She

should always be loyal and sincere to them.

The main reason was that if there was something wrong, she would have no face to see Mr. Wilson

and Mrs. Wilson!

"You mean, Larry has been out of touch for two days?"

"Yeah, I heard from Mr. Rowland that Larry is going to the south to collect a batch of treasures. The

other party is quite arrogant. I'm really afraid that something will happen."

When May said this, she said cautiously, "Shirley, when will you deal with this issue? When can you go

back to Seatie City? Now you are not here, and Larry is not here. The Korita Group can only support by

Nancy. It's almost messed up. A few days ago, some people directly came to make trouble, Nancy

quarreled with them, and both sides were taken away by the police. Nancy was injured."

"What? Nancy was injured and arrested?"

Shirley only felt extremely guilty.

She and Ewan had worked hard for four years to build the Korita Group. They made great efforts to

achieve this achievement.

In the six months since she left, her brother and Nancy have been managing the Korita Group for her.

These two were not good at doing business, and they had little knowledge about the field of electronic

technology. One could imagine how difficult it was for them to manage to company.

"Yeah, the other party is too tough. They came directly to the factory to provoke us. Nancy was so

angry that she confronted them head-on and injured one of them. They wanted to sue Nancy for a

criminal offense. Now, Nancy is still imprisoned. I don't know what she has suffered."

May had wanted to tell Shirley about these things for a long time, but she was afraid of affecting

Shirley's mood. So, she kept silent.

But now, they all need their Shirley too much. If they continue to hide it like this, there may be even

bigger troubles.

"I, I see, don't worry too much. I will find a way to deal with it."

Shirley held her phone. She was fairly annoyed as if a hundred bugs had gotten into her heart.

She knew that she should have gone back a long time ago, her brother and Nancy shouldn't be

responsible for these things, but...

The woman couldn't help looking in the direction of the antique shop, thinking that Antwan was still

preparing a surprise for her inside.

If she left, what would Antwan do?

This man became like this entirely because of her. If she just left like this, how could she be at ease?

"God, what should I do?"

She closed her eyes. She felt helpless and tormented.

At this time, there was only a "bang". The antique shop made a loud noise. The entire store collapsed,

and the flames scattered.

"Ah, it's on fire. Save people, save people quickly!"

South Street was the busiest street in the whole town, and this antique shop usually had many

customers. When the explosion happened, many people were shopping inside.

At this moment, everyone screamed and ran away, fearing that the spreading fire would endanger

them.

Shirley's eyes widened. She stared blankly at the antique shop in flames, and it took her a long time to

come back to her senses.

"Antwan... Antwan!’

She quickly got out of the car and rushed toward the fire.

"Miss, it's too dangerous inside. Please don't go in."

The firefighters who heard the news stopped Shirley outside the door.

"Let me go, my friend is inside. He can't see or move. I must save him. Let me go!"

"Miss, we will save them. Just be patient."

The firefighters kept blocking Shirley from getting close to the fire.

The fire was quickly brought under control, and the wounded were brought out one by one, but Antwan

was still absent.

The last person to be carried out was the driver who pushed Antwan in.

The driver had a bandage on his head, and one foot was blown off, making him look particularly pitiful.

With all his strength, Shirley broke free from the firefighters' obstruction and ran to the driver's stretcher.

She asked tremblingly, "Where is Antwan?

Where is he? How is he?"

"He, he was kidnapped. Hurry to rescue him!"

Hearing the driver's words, she passed out.

"Be kidnapped?"

Shirley froze and pondered these words carefully.

The firefighters searched the scene again, but they did not find any trace of Antwan.

The only certain thing was that at least Antwan was still alive.

This also proved that this explosion was not an accident, but man-made.

"Who is he?"

Shirley felt distraught.

Many things were intertwined, which made her a little overwhelmed.

Now it seemed that the driver was the only witness. Only when the driver woke up could they know

what happened at that time.

Shirley had been waiting in the hospital where the driver is. She was fairly anxious.

The next morning, the driver woke up.

"At that time, Antwan was asking the shopkeeper to bring out the gift he had ordered a long time ago.

At this time, a man came in. He patted Antwan on the shoulder and said, 'Mr. Stewart asked me to

greet you.'. Then he took Antwan away and threw a hand bomb."

The driver narrated weakly.