Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 102 The Banquet, Where Nightmare Began (Part Two)

"Yes!" Zack answered. "At first, only some of the local enterprises were interested in biding for that land. But then, since the Shen Group joined the open tender, more and more companies have shown interest in buying it as well. Then much to our surprise, the Dragon

Empire Group started to join in the bidding recently. They did not show much interest in it before."

"Anyway, it's a good thing to have more companies to bid against that land. The price would be much higher than expected," said Edgar. Resting his arm on the armrest, he propped his chin up with the other, and fixated his eyes on the list of names of the bidding enterprises. He slightly grinned and said, "A ruined land has now become a great treasure. The government's revenue will increase much more than expected this year." "Full credits should go to you, Mr. Mayor!" Zack Wang exclaimed, immediately complimenting Edgar.

Frowning, Edgar raised his head and cast a sharp glance at Zack. "My credit?" he asked. "I've just come to assume office in A City. Why is it all my contribution?"

Zack got nervous with Edgar's sharp glance. Dumbfounded, he wasn't able to utter a single word of reply. Then, lucky for him, his phone rang and saved him. While he was secretly thanking the caller in his mind, he apologized to Edgar and answered the phone right away. Zack listened to the person reporting to him on the phone, and then his face suddenly went pale with shock. Hanging up the phone, he shifted his gaze towards Edgar, meeting his sharp eyes. He swallowed a bit and reported slowly, "Mr. Mayor, the stock market closed just now and the Shen Group's stock price fluctuated sharply! It was still steadily rising up this morning, but it suddenly dropped down the limit when the stock market closed."

Edgar narrowed his eyes as he listened to Zack's report. It was very unusual. It was simply impossible for a big group's stock price to drop down the limit all of a sudden. Not while the company's business was still running smoothly and normally. Edgar sensed that someone was controlling the stock market behind the scenes and in a very aggressive and wild way!

"I see. Just wait, observe the situation, and talk about it when we know more information," Edgar nonchalantly replied, and then he stood up from his chair. Zack immediately bowed and went out of the office.

"Mr. Mayor, are you going to attend Mr. Song's banquet tonight?" Bill asked.

"Yes. It'll also be a good chance for me to visit Mr. Song," Edgar replied. He put on his coat as he walked towards the door. Whether Mr. Shen and Mr. Long would show up or not, Edgar thought that he had to visit and see Mr. Song personally. He had to meet this big shot of A City.

**

As the sun set and the night came, the wind was becoming chillier and more piercing. This season's weather in A City was indeed a great challenge to those waifs in the streets.

Molly, now sitting in Eric's car, was feeling awkward. She was wearing a light yellow, silky, and strapless evening dress. It was well-tailored and it outlined her perfect figure thoroughly well. Because the design of the dress was very tight fitting to her body, the designer didn't allow Molly to wear any underwear underneath. She only had chest pastes under her dress. In other words, she would be in a very naked state should the dress be taken off. Hence, she had the feeling of awkwardness.

The hairdresser styled her long straight hair in curls and up in a bun, with a few strands casually falling on her cheeks. Her pure and girlish appearance was concealed and she looked very charming and seductive now, but not to the point of being tarty so as not to give people the sense of disgust.

As she moved, the pair of crystal, butterfly-shaped earrings would slightly swing on her ears, as if the pair of butterflies would escape and dance around her. This brought back some sort of purity and vigor to her.

The silver fox shawl on her shoulders complemented her fair and light-complexioned skin, while her well-rounded shoulders were partly exposed, adding much to her allure. Molly was exuding an impressive seduction, but was giving the impression that it would be difficult for other people to get her.

"What? Why? Are you feeling nervous?" Eric suddenly asked. Unlike his earlier casual dress up, Eric was now wearing a set of grey Western suit that matched with the shawl on Molly's shoulders. He looked quite gorgeous and charming.

Molly bit her lower lip. She didn't know whether Eric knew that she wasn't wearing any underwear or not, but she felt quite uneasy sitting in the car. Because she felt like she was going to walk naked in front of other people.

To ease her tension, Eric gave her a bright and sunny smile and reassured her. "Don't be nervous. We are just attending the birthday party of a respected old man in A City. Since I am staying in A City, I have to show up to show my respect. If you don't feel comfortable staying there, we will just stay there for a while and then leave. Okay?"

Furrowing her brows, Molly nodded. but in her mind, she scolded herself for being so timid and unreasonable. She had already had this dress on, though she was forced to, and they had already arrived here. Why did she have to get nervous now and feel like she wanted to escape?

Eric reached out one of his hands and gently smoothened the strands of hair near her ears. His gesture gave Molly a sense of attraction, comfort, and relief.

Suddenly, Molly felt much more relaxed after Eric's comfort. She tilted her head and smiled at Eric, her pair of pure eyes sparkling with a cunning light.

Seeing the look in Molly's eyes, Eric was fascinated for a moment. He felt like his heart was struck by something. Discreetly furrowing his brows, he kept his smile and moved his eyes away, falling into deep thoughts. Then he steadily drove the car towards Mr. Song's manor.

Mr. Song's large manor was located in the northeastern district of A City, occupying a large area of land that connected the suburb and the urban area. It was the base area for Mr. Song's gang when he was young. Then, after he had successfully laundered his money and made his assets become legitimate, he had been living in this manor ever since.

The inside of the manor was now well-decorated with multi-colored lights, illuminating the winter night. A lot of luxurious cars had crammed the parking lot. And everywhere in the manor were a lot of well-dressed, upper class men and women walking around. It showed Mr. Song's honorable status in A City. Even if he had already washed his hands of the gangland for so many years, he still owned a very respected position there.