Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 647 At The Wrong Pace (Part Three)

Brian looked at her pleading eyes and nodded.

He started the car, and they drove away slowly, at a steady pace as opposed to the deathly speed earlier. The atmosphere was depressing in the car. Brian glanced at Molly sideways, but neither of them said a word on their way back to the villa. When they reached, Molly quickly changed her shoes, went upstairs and shut the bedroom door on Brian's face. Nothing had changed for them. But Brian felt like he had lost something precious that night.

*

There were several one-storey houses at the end of the rayless alley with tube-shaped apartments on both sides. It looked ghastly, especially on a windy night.

"What kind of people did you use?" a man's dissatisfied voice came from the darkness of the alley, "The man is dead, while Becky is still alive!"

"Steven," another man said slowly, "There was an advantage in using that man. He has no proper background. As a drug dealer, he should have been executed by shooting long ago. He has no registered identity. Even if someone inquires, nobody could replace anything about him."

With a gloomy look on his face, Steven said, "Brian Long is not an ordinary man..."

"So what?" the other man sneered and said. "Even if he investigates the incident, he will never replace out that that man had anything to do with you. There would be a scapegoat. Besides," he looked at the black starless sky and continued, "power has changed hands in Dragon Island today. Reuben has fallen out of power. And Rory, who has an intimate connection with Reuben, is not far behind. His days are numbered."

Steven sneered and said in a cold voice, "They deserve it."

The other man looked at Steven and said in a serious tone, "The Yan Family can finally be considered as complete losers. Although Becky is still alive, she is worse than dead at the moment." After a pause, the man added, "What are you planning to do next? What about Molly?"

Steven didn't answer. He stayed silent.

The other man smirked, "Can't bear losing this daughter?"

"Hmm..." Steven sighed, "After all, she has called me papa for so many years. Despite having Justin's blood, she is also Sharon's daughter."

"Aren't you afraid that she would someday replace the secrets of her life? Brian Long is an influential man. He might tell her that you had arranged everything, including making use of Edgar at the beginning and the series of events that ensued," the other man's voice got colder. "Steven, if you don't remove the source of the trouble, there would be much to pay in the future. Don't forget how our buddies had died at that time."

"I have my own discretion!" Steven said impatiently.

The other man stared at Steven with his calculating eyes. Under that dark night, he was not a gambler who had no dignity, but was the person who had led his comrades into the enemy battlefield many years ago. The man reminded him, "I don't want to step between you and Molly, but please don't forget how Sharon died five years ago!"

An expression of bitterness appeared on Steven's face. He recalled the day when he had ended Sharon's life with his own hands. He had known that she was not going to survive more than a month, but he chose her moment of death ahead of time for the sake of his plan.

Had it been worth it?

He didn't have the answer to that anymore and neither did he know if Daniel would ever be rehabilitated. His family line was almost gone.

"She," Steven said in a sad tone, "will always be my daughter."

His words indicated his stand. Staring at the expression of bitterness on his face, the other man finally said, "Fine, I respect your decision."

*

The strong overnight wind sent the good weather flying away. The dawn came later than usual. The sky was overcast, and haze was everywhere. The air was mixed with the smell of soil and moist.

Molly didn't get a wink of sleep the night before. After washing her face, brushing her teeth and changing into her clothes, she walked out of the bedroom. It was time for her to go to work now.

"Mrs. Molly Long, the breakfast is served. Would you have some now?"

Lisa's voice came from downstairs as soon as Molly had stepped on the stairs. She looked at Lisa's pleasant smile, which was a pretty unusual sight recently.

Then her eyes fell on Brian, who was sitting at the dining table. She said in a low voice, "Lisa, I'm not having breakfast at home today."

Lisa walked towards her and said, "Mrs. Molly Long, please don't skip breakfast. Mr. Brian Long got up early to ask me to cook pineapple bread, which is your favorite."

"No, thanks," Molly said with a faint smile, "I have to go down the mountain to catch the bus. I will get some soybean milk on the way."

"Come here and have breakfast," Brian's voice was soft. "I will drop you to work."

Lisa hastily echoed his words while trying to pull Molly to the dining table.

"No," Molly refused adamantly, "you go ahead with your own business." She looked at Lisa's disappointed face and said, "Lisa, I'm leaving."

The atmosphere was destroyed instantly. Lisa looked at Molly, who swiftly changed her shoes and left the villa, and then at Brian. She could not comprehend what was happening. Obviously, Brian was in a good mood today, while Molly was frustrated for some reason. "Why does a married couple have so much ego between them?" Lisa muttered. "Marriage is the only war where you sleep with the enemy. When there is a quarrel between a husband and wife, either one should be ready to give up in order to end the fight." All of a sudden, Brian stood up and left the villa. Seeing him strode off, a smile appeared at the corners of Lisa's mouth.

Molly strode down the mountain in a quick pace. Ever since she had started her life with Brian, every time she set out for work, she somehow ended up failing to go to work for all kinds of reasons.

But this time, she didn't want to lose her job. She had to make arrangements for the future. Instead of staying by his side, she wanted to take Mark and leave this complicated world behind. She wanted to live someplace where nobody knew them.

Brian frowned at her hasty footsteps. He increased the speed to catch up with her. When the car was by her side, he rolled down the window. As soon as Molly turned her head to look at him, he stopped the car and said, "Get in." *00000000