Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 222 In Her Eyes He Was Different! (Part Three)

Reaching out his hand, Brian held the back of her nape, pulled her closer and kissed gently on her forehead. He then said in a deep and charming voice,"Listen. I won't sit and watch helplessly while you lose your ability to talk. I'll stop at nothing to ensure you're recovery to perfect health!"

As she felt his warm breath, and the firm assuring words, Molly was touched at heart. In an instant, the hesitation in her clear eyes gave way to a glow, so full of surprise, joy, and hopeful expectation. Obviously her heart was deeply moved.

'No! No! Molly, calm down. They're all fake impressions!' her inner voice cautioned.

For the moment, Molly was short of breath. She tightly clenched her fist, trying to calm herself down. He had only shown a little bit of affection, yet she could not refrain his attraction. He had just said some overbearing words, and she was moved, even though she knew that he had done it only for his ego.

Gently, he rubbed Molly's hair and cooed, "Go to bed now. I still have something to deal with."

Molly still gazed at Brian blankly. It seemed as if she hadn't heard his words at all.

Seeing her behaving like that, Brian wore a strange smile on his lips and asked slowly, "What's the matter? You don't want to sleep alone? Do you want me to accompany..."

Before Brian could finish his words, Molly suddenly came back to earth. She quickly said good night and was about to go back to her bedroom, but a harsh sharp pain came from her throat right after she finished the two words. When she turned around, her face twitched out of pain.

Bang! The door was closed in a hurry. Brian smiled softly seeing the door slam in front of him. A pleasant happiness slowly spread over his heart.

After taking another glance at the door, he turned and went to his study. As soon as he entered into the study, he opened the video device and connected Vincent directly.

"How are you doing, Mr. Brian Long?" Vincent's icy cold expression had never changed.

"Have you found it?" When Brian asked this question, a nervous look flashed across his eyes which was not easy to tell.

Flatly, Vincent replied, "Not yet. The poison that was used on Molly is the signature of certain gangs, and rarely do their victims ever regain use of their vocal chords." Twitching his eyebrows, Brian said, "I'm more interested in replaceing a doctor who can help her regain her speech. That's the news I'd appreciate most from you!"

With a nod Vincent replied. From the beginning to the end of their conversation, he wore his trademark poker face; you'd think he was suffering from facial nerve paralysis. "By the way, what about the other issue I asked you to investigate?"

"There are high-level officials of State Parliament that got involved in Steven's case. I'm afraid that it's not that easy to deal with!" Sounding rather calm, Vincent continued, "The most important thing is that XK Intelligence Agency seldom gets involved in matters that involve the State Parliaments!"

Surprised, Brian raised his eyebrows with grave concern. "Do you mean that there's no need for me to do further investigation on it?" he asked tersely.

"No!" Panic showing in his eyes, Vincent paused and dropped his gaze. He then continued, "Mr. Long has already issued a ban that no one in XK Intelligence Agency is allowed to get involve in..."

"So it's him again?" The shock of it was obvious in Brian's voice. Richie had hardly paid attention to XK Intelligence Agency, ever since he took it over. Brian couldn't understand why Richie didn't want him to get involved in this case.

"Mr. Brian Long, I'm afraid that this case is not as simple as it seems." Vincent went on, "I've also looked into Miss Xia's backgrounds, and I'm afraid... she is not Steven's biological daughter!"

"Humph!" Brian sneered coldly,"Steven is just a pawn..."

As quickly as Vincent had broached the subject, he dropped it without further details. He had a hunch that Brian had already been keeping tabs on that, and maybe he knew much more. He must have guessed Molly's real lot too, so he asked, "What shall we do next?" "The more he doesn't want me to know about it, the more I want to know!" Brian narrowed his eyes and said, "In this world, as long as I have the will, there's nothing that I can't do!"

"What about Mr. Richie Long?" Vincent frowned.

"Don't worry. I won't conflict with him." Brian arched an eyebrow and said, "Tony will inform you about the next task. Now you can concentrate on what I have just asked you to do first." "Yes, Mr. Brian Long!"

After he turned off the video, Brian did not leave the study; instead, his fingers kept on dancing on the computer keyboard. In a few minutes, he successfully logged on the database of XK Intelligence Agency by instructions and started snooping around for what he wanted. All the profiles of the world leading otolaryngologists had been extracted, and once again he started to filter the information in hand.

The next day.

When dawn from the east tore the darkness apart, the snow which had been falling all night stopped. The quiet morning was wrapped in silver snowflakes, and the whole world beamed with cheerful brightness.

Brian hadn't stopped working on the computer yet. He hadn't slept for the whole night. Now only dozens of doctors' profiles had been selected from hundreds and printed out. He carefully pored over their profiles one by one, with stern, thoughtful eyes. Although she was afraid that she would become mute, Molly pretended to be strong and nonchalant. When Brian thought of it, a heavy, bloodthirsty rage boiled in his chest.

It was really bright now. Brian put down the documents in his hand, stood up slowly and walked to the window. Looking out of the window, the whole world was covered with shiny, silvery snow. When he saw Lisa and John sweeping the snow on the blue-stone aisle, he suddenly recalled that night when Molly had made a snowman.

The figures of that woman kept on lingering in his mind, which was disturbing, but even more unsettling, almost out of his control. He drooped his head, sighed heavily and unconsciously wiped his eyes for no reason.

The memories depressed him. He turned around and walked out. As soon as he opened the door, he ran across Molly, who was about to knock on the door.