Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 283 Part Mood Swings (Part Three)

Tears brimmed Becky's eyes when she heard Brian's confirmation. She smiled up at him happily,"I know you still love me."

Groping for Brian's hands, she continued, "I'll never be wayward again, Brian. I thought a lot while we were apart. We love each other. Why should we let these things stand in our way?" "You're right. Nothing can stop us," Brian said, his usually determined voice somehow lacking conviction.

Looking down at Becky's hands, he felt her hand tremble with emotion. As he gently stroked the delicate white skin with the tip of his fingers, he realized that it felt soft as a baby's skin.

Molly's hands were different. She had rough and calloused hands that were accustomed to hard work. She didn't have pampered hands like Becky since she was constantly working before she met him.

Now, holding Becky's soft but cold hands, Brian felt it wasn't as real as the touch of Molly's rough yet warm hands. He shook off the thought violently.

While he was buried in thought, the waiter quietly served their appetizers and poured their drinks. Brian picked up the knife and fork and started cutting the meat into small pieces for Becky. His phone rang as he placed the plate before Becky. He pressed the answer key as soon as he saw the identity of his caller.

"Hello, Emperor. This is Elias."

Elias greeted, speaking in fluent English.

"How's the drug research going?" Brian asked, matching Elias' perfect English. His emotionless voice belied his anxiety over the progress of Elias' research.

"Well, that's why I'm calling," Elias said after a brief hesitation. "The drug is ready to be tested, but I need a test subject." he said in a serious tone.

"You know the drug can't be clinically validated, and the girl who is important to you has no time to wait for the results of clinical validation."

Elias meant that he needed someone to test the drug on. The longer the delay, the worse it would be for Molly's condition.

A faint sneer curled on Brian's lips. There was a bloodthirsty look on his cold face as he said in a firm voice, "I have sent your test subject. If there is no accident, he'll appear in front of you tonight."

On the other end of the phone, Elias gasped in shock. After a while, he asked in an awestricken voice, "Are you a prophet, Emperor?"

"I'm just a man who believes in thinking one step ahead of his opponent,"

Brian answered emotionlessly. "I hope you won't let me down, Elias."

"Certainly not," Elias promised confidently.

"You should have absolute trust in me."

Brian smiled slowly. Glancing at Becky, he said, "Come to A City after the drug is tested successfully."

"Rest assured. I'll guarantee the complete success of the drug."

Elias reassured Brian anxiously. He knew that this drug was for a special woman and Brian wanted to make sure that the drug would be a success.

"I need you for something else,"

Brian said in a deep voice. He picked up his wine glass and took a sip of the red wine. The mellow and sweet taste of the wine swirled in his mouth. He continued coldly, "Do you think I invested so much just for the drug?" His impervious tone didn't raise Elias' hackles.

"Ha-ha, of course not," Elias chortled. He didn't mind Brian's arrogance. The man was rolling in money so his arrogance was to be expected.

"Okay, as you wish. I will come to A City once the drug is finished."

Brian hung up the phone, looking thoughtfully at Becky.

"Is anybody sick?" she asked curiously.

She couldn't help but overhear his conversation with the man named "Elias".

Brian refilled Becky's wine glass and cut up the rest of the meat for her. After a while he answered her question coldly, "Nobody is sick."

Becky had a feeling that Brian didn't want to talk about the phone call so she changed the subject. As for Brian, he didn't want Becky to know about his special identity. The less she knew about it, the better. "Can you do it yourself?"

Brian pushed the food he cut to Becky.

Nodding exaggeratedly, Becky pretended to be self-sufficient. "Sure. I don't need you to spoon-feed me. You can't stay with me all the time."

She smiled up at him. "I have to do it myself, don't I?"

Hearing her words, Brian felt guilty. Looking at Becky's gazeless eyes, he said slowly, "I've already made inquiries for the right retinas. Even if there is really just a slim chance, I won't give up. I promise you'll see the light again." Becky nodded, feeling happy. At this moment, all that was important was that she had Brian beside her. It gave her a nice, warm feeling inside.

"Eat your food."

Brian touched Becky's hand which was holding the fork. Picking up his glass, he was about to take another sip of wine when a silhouette at the door caught his attention.

His eyes turned icy as he caught sight of Molly, dressed in a flattering beige dress that he'd never seen before. Her hair was loosely caught at her nape in a bun, showing off her graceful neck. Looking down, his dark eyebrows met when he saw that the leather boots she was wearing was at least four inches high. And she was holding on to Eric's arm as if her life depended on it. 00000000