Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 1068 Extra Story 49 Of Sweetness Between Bri And Mol Know When You Are Beaten

"Daddy, could you collect all my stuff for me please?" Evelyn pouted her lips at Brian. This young lady, who had been spoiled rotten, had the habit of ordering her father and brothers around all the time. Her talent was in her ability to ask the right person to do whatever she needed to get done. Evelyn knew that since her mother was going to take them out, she was in no position to ask her anything else. Thus, she decided to turn to her father for help since her mother would be busy getting herself ready. She knew how to subdue her father, so she gave him the innocent, puppy-dog eyes and topped it off with a bright smile that was sure to do the job for her.

Soon after, as Brian carried on doing what his sweet daughter had asked of him, Harrow knocked on the door courteously and was led inside by the maid. He was baffled out of his wits to replace a Brian that was completely different from the one he knew. Sporting a pink schoolbag on his shoulders and thoroughly checking everything Evelyn needed, Brian was no longer the scary boss any more, but an ordinary, loving father.

"There you are!" Molly greeted him as she came out of the kitchen, with two children kettles in her hands. Gesturing at the twins to hurry up with her hand, she said, "Come on! Let's go!"

"See you, Uncle Harrow!" said Evelyn and Charlie.

But instead of heading to the door, Evelyn came over to Harrow and tugged at his sleeve.

Surprised, and mostly curious, Harrow bent down to see what she had to say.

To his surprise, the little angel tiptoed to kiss him on his cheek and then pranced out of the house with her mother and brother, with a big grin on her face.

Harrow couldn't tell what it was or why, but Evelyn's gesture left him with all sorts of mixed feelings in his heart. It seemed as though he was on the verge of tears as he faced Brian and said, "Every time I see the happy expression on Molly's face and sweet little Evelyn, I get this strange urge of grabbing the next woman I replace on the street to make a family of my own!"

The corners of his mouth curved upwards and he nodded to Harrow with satisfaction. After his wife and kids left, he stood up and walked over to the door. "Considering the kind of women you hang out with, I believe that all of them would be glad to fulfill this wish of yours ..." Brian teased him and suppressed his laughter with a chuckle. All of a sudden, his tone changed, "How are things over there? Any news?"

Harrow, feeling slightly offended by Brian's joke, would have retorted if Brian hadn't already changed to a more serious topic. As they walked out of the house together, Harrow answered, "Everything will be fine if we manage to keep things on track."

"I never liked the word 'if'..." said Brian, in a calm and mild-mannered voice, but somehow having known Brian well, Harrow knew there was nothing calm about his meaning.

As a matter of fact, Brian hardly ever showed his softer side to anyone. Although he was the most caring and giving man to his wife and kids, to the rest of the world, he was notorious for being ruthlessly pragmatic.

And even then, it would depend on the position of the person, whether friend or foe, if Brian would allow them into his personal life.

After they got on the car, Brian took out his phone and tapped on the screen a couple of times before placing it over his ear. He waited patiently as the dial tone beeped a few times before it was answered. "Come to A City right now," said Brian, and the coldness of his voice was crystal clear.

"Okay!" the man replied with respect. The person was none other than Vincent. The moment Tony returned to XK Intelligence Agency to start all over again, he had gotten ready to come to Brian to work at any time.

Vincent put his phone back in his pocket after Brian habitually hung up without saying anything else. He glanced at Tony, who was leaning against a willow tree, wondering how to comfort him. If only he knew where to start. Finally, he walked over to Tony and patted him on the shoulders. "Look at me now, and then you'll see that you're not the unluckiest person in the world."

'What is a friend supposed to do when you're down?' The question suddenly popped up in Tony's mind.

Vincent's reputation had been marred by his falling out with Brian, after he caused problems between Brian and Molly, which consequently made it difficult for the couple to get back together. As retribution, Vincent received the harshest possible punishment in his life: getting dismissed from XK Intelligence Agency.

Fortunately, if he hadn't made up for his mistakes by protecting Molly at a crucial time, he wouldn't have gotten a second chance.

Just the mere thought of that memory was a torture for Vincent, a memory that would haunt him for the rest of his life. Although, it was a memory so painful that Vincent would rather erase it from his mind, he was hoping that, at the very least, it would comfort Tony. After all, there was nothing more convincing than the remorseful advice of a fallen comrade.

"Thank you, buddy!" Tony deeply appreciated Vincent's gesture.

Vincent patted him on the shoulder again and winked at him. "You don't have to thank me. We're already tied to each other by flesh and blood!"

The old saying was true. "A friend in need is a friend indeed." Whether it was depression or some kind of danger, a friend who gave you a comforting hand when you were in a rut deserved to be treasured forever.

Not too far away from them was, Shawn, standing all by himself. The gentle wind blew his wispy hair and his cheeks hardened. Time waited for no man, and his beautiful face looked aged after experiencing many vicissitudes of life. However, Fate had mercy him, because he was still as muscular as the old days, and from the back, he looked nothing different from a man in his twenties. Moreover, he had something that young people didn't. He had the charms of an experienced middle-aged man who had aged like fine wine. Shawn thought of Richie, seeing the intimacy between Vincent and Tony. He slipped back in time, as he did so easily nowadays.

Although it had taken the things most precious to him, at least he had his memories with him.

He could vividly conjure up every single competitive moment between him and Richie, as if they had just taken place the other day. Shawn shook his head with a bitter smile and it suddenly dawned upon him that he was old, old enough to live in his own memories. "Gosh..."

Shawn let out a deep sigh and turned around to walk towards the headquarters. He was tired and t was time for him to retire. After devoting years of his life to battle, Shawn realized that his life was incomplete and there were a lot of things that he still needed to do, while he hoped it wasn't too late for him.

Breaking for his journey of reminiscence, a figured popped into his thoughts and he took out his phone immediately. He smiled mischievously as he dialed the numbers, and when he got through, he asked directly without any hesitation, "Where are you now?" "Quite frankly, where I am is none of your business!" Yuri replied with an icy voice. 000000