Love Began with the First Meeting -
Chapter 743 Molly's Rebirth (Part Three)
"I agree too..." Vincent said with a bitter smile while accepting his fate. In order to untie a bell, the person who had tied it was required. Since what Molly had done resulted in a chain reaction later, he had to solve the problem with her assistance. Standing up, Vincent raised his head to look to the top floor of Grand Night Casino. Although he couldn't see anything, he fixed his eyes on it for one minute. Then he lowered his head to look at Harrow and Tony. "I will come back. I must come back!" he said. After saying that, he turned around and left resolutely.
"Harrow," Tony said as he looked at Vincent, who was disappearing in his sight. "If Vincent isn't able to return, I'm afraid he will kill you and me."
Harrow wore a smile on his face. "In the worst case, I can go back home to help my father deal with business, while you..." he paused, shaking his head regretfully before he continued, "you can do nothing but receive his revenge. Aha..."
Harrow left too, while laughing. As he rolled his eyes, Tony cursed Harrow silently, turned around and entered Grand Night Casino.
At the top floor of Grand Night Casino... With a cigarette between his fingers, Brian stared at Vincent's receding figure with an elusive expression on his face.
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Time flew fast, over a year had passed and a new summer was here.
Looking at the blooming roses all over the hill, Molly's mind drifted to a distant place. She was dressed in her training clothes.
"Mommy--"
a clear voice came from a distance. Molly turned her head, seeing two figures, one big and one small, running towards her. She squatted to pick up Mark into her warm arms. Mark had grown much taller in this past year. Thanks to Victor taking good care of him, his heart had integrated well with his body.
"Miss Molly," Vincent greeted her with a slight bow very respectfully.
Molly nodded at him with a sincere and grateful smile. Over six months ago, Victor had sent this man to her side, saying that he would follow her and be her attendant from then forward. She hadn't asked why but now she was not a coward as she had been. In fact now she was more open to change and accepting things bravely with a reinforced positivity.
"Mark, why did you come here?" Molly asked him upfront.
"I came to watch mommy's examination..." Mark raised his eyebrows and pointed to the people in front who were preparing the exercise field. "Mommy told me yesterday that you would certainly pass the examination today!"
"That's necessary!" Molly raised her eyebrows, with a confident expression.
Looking at her, Vincent could not tell how he was feeling now. When he had met Molly for the first time, he hadn't liked her at all, and he hadn't wanted her to stay with Brian. Later, he had come to stay by her side in order to come back to the XK Intelligence Agency. But when he had met her after a long time, he realized that her aura, attitude and everything was different almost as if she was reborn. Gradually, he changed his long-standing opinion about her.
Now he believed that this woman loved Brian no less than Brian had loved her before. Their love was unparalleled.
While bearing these thoughts, Vincent looked at the training ground. Maybe Molly didn't know, but he knew very well that
it would take two years for a person with related experience to complete such training, but as a stranger to all this, she had only spent one and a half years. In over half a year, he had maintained a steady watch on her from a distance. She slept less than four hours everyday. He thought that she would collapse because of such intense and rigorous training, but she didn't. She had indeed changed.
"Molly Xia," Golden Flower No. 2 came to her with a micro-submachine gun in her hand, "So are you confident?" If she failed this time, she would have to bear training for another six months.
Molly nodded, grabbed the pistol with a steady grip in her hand, took the micro-submachine gun handed by Golden Flower No. 2. She lowered her eyes to look at Mark. With a smile, she asked, "Are you planning to cheer for mommy?"
Mark waved his little yet excited hand to express his good wishes. Molly squatted, and Mark gave her a kiss on her cheek as he wrapped his arms around her neck. "Mommy, come on you can do it! When you pass the appraisal this time, we can go back to see Papa Brian very soon..." he encouraged his mother with a positive cheer.
With a smile forming on her mouth, Molly returned the warm gesture and gave Mark a kiss on his cheek. Then she stood up and followed Golden Flower No. 2 into the training ground.
Standing at a high pedestal with Mark's hand in his hand, Vincent looked down upon Molly with high spirits. With the micro-submachine gun in her hands, she advanced quickly while shooting. When one magazine of bullets was used up, she replaced it with a standby magazine clip quickly and went on shooting like a machine herself. After shooting down all targets within the set time record, she wore the micro-submachine gun on her back. As soon as she met Golden Flower No. 3, she drew the pistol from the gun case quickly. Then the two of them shot at the moving targets in close cooperation.
"Bam..." the sound came through ceaselessly splitting the tense air. After covering each other alternately with Golden Flower No. 3, Molly wrestled Golden Flower No. 4. It took an hour for her to finish the examination of all the subjects.
With a second chronograph in her hand, Golden Flower No. 1 stared at Molly, who was gasping for air. While Molly thought she had failed to finish all the subjects within the set time, Golden Flower No. 1 said in an indifferent tone, "Congratulations. You've passed the examination."
Without breaking into a loud cheer let alone any expression of happiness on her face, Molly only stared at Golden Flower No. 1. Gradually, she felt her nose ache and her eyes turned red. Her mind went blank except for some instinctive reaction.
Nobody knew how many hardships she had endured in the past years. Her entire body and crevice were covered in bruises in an unnatural manner. Even when the marks of the old wounds had not disappeared, new ones would appear. There were blisters on her palms and feet arches, which turned into calluses later.
"Molly Xia, congratulations. You've passed the examination..." standing in front of Molly, the five Golden Flowers extended their cordial wishes to Molly, whose face was covered with both sweat and tears.
Among them, the most moved and happy one was Ling. While the other four Golden Flowers only knew Molly's past, Ling had witnessed her drastic change from being a coward to being so fiercely strong now. If the same thing happened to her, she didn't think she would be as strong as Molly.
"Molly, such a strong and dedicated woman as you deserves Brian Long!" Ling said. She was too moved to remember changing her voice.
Hearing her voice, Molly looked at Ling in confusion. Fortunately, Golden Flower No. 1 was quick-minded enough to change the topic quickly, leaving no time for Molly to dwell on the thought.
With Mark in her arms, Molly went back to the guest room. She took a bath and changed her clothes before leaving the room. She told Vincent to take Mark to play somewhere, she went to a detached villa behind the old castle.
Standing in front of the closed door, she smiled faintly, opened the door and entered the villa.
The sun shone on the man standing in front of the French window, plating a layer of golden light around him and flooding to the ground. A scene of undisturbed loneliness was created.
"Master, I've passed the appraisal..." Molly didn't feel happy until now as she said it aloud. "I've completed the training task specified by the Prince and passed the examination of the five Golden Flowers. I passed it and surpassed all set expectations exceedingly well." Bursting into joyful tears, she said, "Now it's time for me to go back to him!"
"In what way are you planning to appear in front of him?"
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