When she unveils identities novel (Shirley and Braden) novel Chapter 288

Chapter 288 Will I Get Married Again?

At 1 o’clock in the morning, when it was supposed to be quiet, the Sutor Wharf was at its busiest and most prosperous time. Various people came out and gathered here.

Shirley came to the Sutor Wharf alone, holding a top-secret map of the Sutor Wharf that was bought at a high price in the second-hand market, and headed to the location of the Crimson Pawnshop.

This Sutor Wharf was indeed worthy of its reputation. It was just an “ungoverned zone”, where people could literally do anything that was even forbidden and illegal in normal society. It was really an amazing but

dangerous place.

The area of the Sutor Wharf was actually not very big, divided into three areas, the upper area, the middle

area, and the lower area.

The upper area was at the outermost edge, which was relatively normal. It was a trading center for various

goods. If one carefully searched, he could find a lot of good things. It was also the safest area here.

There was a bit of danger in the middle area. There were all kinds of illegal casinos, illegal arenas, illegal

brothels, and the distribution of illegal goods. A group of people who were not afraid of death gathered here.

They were all wild about taking shortcuts, and as long as they could get the money, they would do anything. There were people who died here every day.

The lower area was really like the real hell on earth. It was very dangerous. Normal people would not dare to go near it. Just as Ewan said, anyone who went there would probably die.

The Crimson Pawnshop was located in the lower area of the Sutor Wharf. It was an absolute lead position. It was easy to imagine how powerful the owner of the pawnshop, Mr. Quintin, was. It was very difficult to meet him!

If not for the fact that Shirley was in a hurry to get money, she would never want to have anything to do with such a dangerous person.

However, she was not afraid.

After all, back then, she was also a famous big shot before. She had experienced many more bloody scenes and had been to many places that were more dangerous than the Sutor Wharf. She could be considered an experienced woman to deal with such a situation.

It was only because she had kids now that she would be more cautious most of the time. She was not like how she was back then, who was just hot-blooded and did everything without caring about the consequences. Thinking about it now, she felt scared!

It was still early. Shirley parked the car in a parking lot in the upper area and was ready to go to the famous antique market first.

This antique market was located in the upper area of the Sutor Wharf, which was also the entrance of the Sutor Wharf. Because of the special geographical location, many rare treasures from all over the world were smuggled here to sell. Countiess people became rich here, and countless people ended their lives here because of greed.

The antique market was brightly lit, and it was bustling with noise and excitement. The crowd was bustling, and the market was packed solid with people.

“Come, take a look. This is the best Indian glass bottle. There is only one in the world. What you buy is what

you earn…”

“Come and have a look. It is an authentic Heaven Pearl of the Western Region. It’s been blessed, only for

fated people!”

Shirley walked among the crowd and looked at all kinds of treasures. She was dazzled and overwhelmed.

Why didn’t she know before that there was such a good place in Seatle City? It was simply a treasured place. She could buy anything she wanted.

Shirley came to a stall. The stall owner was a white-bearded old man with dark skin. He was leisurely playing

an instrument.

This stall was very simple and low-key compared to other stalls. There was only a piece of rough cloth, with some jades, ancient paintings, ceramics, and other things on it. It seemed that they were all dug out from the

old graves.

The most special thing was that there was a bamboo tube next to these treasures, and there were dozens of bamboo sticks in the bamboo tube.

For some reason, Shirley was interested and asked, “Sir, can you really tell my fortune with those sticks?”

Kole did not even open his eyes and just single-mindedly played his instrument. The song he played sounded a little familiar, and its name seemed to be called “Fate”.

Shirley saw that the old man was playing the instrument seriously, so she did not disturb him and prepared

to leave.

At this time, Kole finally finished playing the instrument. He said slowly, “Miss, please wait. I have waited for so many years and finally met a fated person like you.”

“A fated person? Me?”

Shirley became even more interested. She smiled and said, “Do you know me?”

“Kind of.”

“Then tell me, who am I?”