After Betrayal: Lightning Marriage to Mr. Enigmatic-Chapter 891: Don’t Call Yourself Alexander Parker Anymore

Alexander Parker mimicked, slightly frowning as he spoke, "Don’t forget, I have a smart brain, and this year I’ll earn more than fifty million."

Harry Hunter frowned even deeper, "Are you imitating me?"

"Yeah, do I look like it?"

"Why are you imitating me?"

"Well, I have a personal image transformation plan and I need a public image. I think you’re perfect for it. I’ll just copy your way of speaking and doing things—it’s hassle-free!"

Harry nearly spat blood in anger!

Was Alexander trying to become a second him?

And then what?

Was Alexander planning to pretend to be like him in front of Isabella Weaver, so that eventually Isabella couldn’t tell who was who?

"Get out!"

Harry shouted coldly, and Alexander immediately lowered his voice to mimic him.

Outside the door, David was dumbfounded. Alexander’s ability to mimic was just too strong, copying expressions and actions was one thing, but even replicating the tone and voice was spot on!

If he shouted at Isabella Weaver with this voice in the dark, Isabella might not be able to tell who was calling her.

Harry obviously realized how accurate his imitation was and felt a headache coming on, "Alexander Parker, can’t you just be normal?"

Alexander was a bit confused. When he wasn’t normal, he was always called crazy. Now, when he was pretending to be a normal person, he was still considered abnormal?

"I’m quite normal. I just spoke exactly like you. If you say I’m not normal, aren’t you saying the same about yourself?"

Harry sighed, had anyone in Alexander’s family ever properly taught him how to live, how to conduct himself in society?

The way he’d grown up, his parents probably had a lot to do with it.

"Alexander Parker, be yourself. You don’t need to imitate anyone." 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Harry advised earnestly, "In this world, some people break away from the rules. A genius like you doesn’t need to cater to the masses; it’s the ordinary people who are too mediocre. You can’t be blamed for being too outstanding."

"Then can I chop people up, with blood spurting everywhere? I’d love to chop off my cousin’s hand and freeze it, so I can take it out to play with every day. Is that okay?"

"That’s not okay!"

Harry glared at him angrily, "You still have to abide by the law! And follow morals! Don’t you have any hobbies besides chopping people up? Are you a pig?!"

This lunatic had been coveting Isabella Weaver’s hand for a long time, even used to biting with his teeth! If Isabella Weaver really married Alexander Parker, who knows if that pair of hands would still be intact!

Harry felt exhausted; he wanted to send this lunatic to a mental hospital and never let him out again.

Alexander knew he was wrong, seeing Harry’s face looking grim as if he wanted to tear him apart alive, he said pitifully, "You just praised me as a genius, said it’s not my fault for being too outstanding. How come two seconds later you’re calling me a pig?"

He used to call others pigs, but now he couldn’t believe someone would call him a pig.

It’s truly a novel experience!

Harry, cold as ice, "Then tell me, what’s the difference between a human and a pig."

Alexander looked at him in bewilderment, why ask him such a dumb question, it’s quite insulting to his intelligence, okay?

No!

He refused to answer such a question!

But Harry seemed to know what was going on in his head and said coldly, "Yes, the difference between humans and pigs is that humans can think and control themselves, while pigs can’t. Pigs act purely on instinct! You rely on your instincts to chop and indulge in bloodlust, what are you if not a pig? From now on, don’t call yourself Alexander Parker. Just call yourself Alexander Pig."