Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 753 Plan B (Part Two)

Getting injured and wounded had become a routine in her life for the past two years. Her intense training exposed her to getting injured and wounded almost all the time. She was afraid of feeling pain but she was no longer dodging it. 'Brian, I can do whatever you did to me to you too! I would like you to know that I, Molly Xia, am not a sheep!' she thought.

Molly tried to ignore the pain by thinking of Brian. She had been reminding herself of all the things Brian had done to her before. She had used to be afraid of not enduring all the pains. However, she was persistent enough and she desired to get him again.

Tears spilled out of her eyes unconsciously. She didn't even know that she was crying until the wind blew on her face and she felt cold. It was good to shed tears. She hadn't allowed herself to be coward for even a moment in the past two years. She dared not let her tears remind her of how weak she had been before.

Looking at Molly's fading back made Brian felt like a knife was cutting through his chest. Nobody except himself knew how much he wanted to hold her into his arms and hold her firmly against his body when she turned to leave.

'Molly, I dare not put you by my side. Don't you understand?' he thought.

He closed his eyes to dismiss his sadness. A few seconds after and he opened his eyes again. The sadness in his eyes was instantly replaced by fake coldness. He then turned to the other direction and left. Without a star, the dark sky was as black as his mood. He chose to wrap himself with darkness.

Molly didn't appear before Brian for the next three days. It seemed that what had happened that night was nothing but a dream. It was so unreal that everyone who had heard of it couldn't even believe it.

Brian was holding a video conference on the top floor of EMP. Meanwhile, Tony was standing on one corner of that same office, uninterested to listen about what the meeting was about. He was too busy staring at Brian instead. He was just like that until Brian finally turned his head and their eyes met. Tony suddenly evaded Brian's freezing gaze and looked out the window.

It was still cloudy. Actually, the clouds were too thick that there was barely any sunlight passing through it at all.

Tony had been criticizing Molly for a while. How could she give up so easily? He thought, 'Have you forgotten how many things Mr. Brian Long did for you? Do you remember how aggrieved he had been because of you?'

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Standing in the living room of their new house and looking around, Mark's satisfaction could be easily seen on his eyes. "Mommy, Papa Brian has such a good taste that he bought this apartment!" he said.

"I bought it!" Molly was almost speechless with what she heard.

However, Mark didn't seem to care about it and raised his head to look at his mother, "With Papa Brian's money!"

Vincent could not help roll his eyes while watching the mother and son. The two had been bickering each other since he couldn't remember when. After taking their luggage into the house, he asked, "Which room is for me?" "You may choose any..." Molly said while pointing at one of the four bedrooms. "I'm taking that one. You take care of the rest." After saying that, she picked up a bag from the sofa and said, "I'm going out. Enjoy yourselves." "Mommy," Mark turned around and said, "your foot hasn't recovered yet!"

"It's almost recovered." Molly moved her ankle to show that there was no longer anything wrong with it. With a smile on her lips, she said, "I'm going to carry out my Plan B."

"If you want to win a man, you only need to wrestle him down, Mommy. Come on!" Mark said seriously.

"Who told you that?" Molly said while glaring at her son.

"Prince Victor," replied Mark while shaking his head slightly. He just remembered Victor saying that to him before they had left. Mark believed that what Victor had said was sensible because Victor had looked serious while talking to him. Thinking of that, he added, "He said that everything would be okay as soon as you wrestle Papa Brian."

"V...i...c...t...o...r!" Molly squeezed Victor's name between her teeth and then spat out, "I will fix you after I win back Brian." She then looked at Mark and said, "Don't talk too much with him from now on. All right. Mommy's going, or I might be late." "Hmm!" Mark nodded obediently. "Take care, Mommy."

"I will!" Molly left after giving her son a high-five.

As soon as Molly exited the apartment, Mark took his cellphone to dial Victor's number.

Meanwhile, Victor was drinking a cup of coffee and reading a document when his cellphone rang. He picked the phone up, "Mark, what's going on there?"

"The first try has failed. What's more, she sprained her ankle," Mark said with a long face. "She is going back to the battlefield now."

"Oh?" a smug smile appeared on Victor's face as he leaned against the chair. He looked as if he was expecting to see a real trouble happen. He said, "Your mommy is too stupid. I'm afraid she will end up with failure again today."

"I think so too." Mark sighed. Actually, he wasn't expecting anything good to happen with his mother. However, his face turned serious when he changed the topic, "Uncle Victor, I feel that Papa Brian probably hasn't lost his memory." Victor froze upon hearing what the child said. It took him some while before he said in a plain tone, "How did you say that?"

"I have searched a lot of data in the past two years. Although not much of them was concerned with Papa Brian, I have heard a lot from a variety of channels," Mark said while looking at the room Vincent just entered. "Based on Papa Brian's way of doing things and his coldness before my mommy and I left, I think he should have thrown my mommy out directly rather than only spraining her ankle that day."

"Puff!" coughing sound came from the other end of the phone. Victor spat out the coffee he had just taken into his mouth. In a hurry, he put the cup down on the table and picked a piece of tissue up. He immediately wiped himself. "I will die because of you!" he complained while laughing and shaking his head. "But it was also possible that he was just considering that Molly is your mother."

Awkward silence crossed between the two. Mark's voice was already sulky when he talked again, "That was possible." Despite saying that, he had different thoughts in his mind.

They talked for a while and then Mark hung up the phone. When Vincent finished tidying up the apartment, Mark dragged Vincent out of the apartment.

Meanwhile, Molly had just arrived at a supermarket. She dialed a number on her cellphone while pushing a shopping trolley and selecting groceries. She got the number she was calling from Vincent.

"Tony, where is Brian living now?" She instantly asked as soon as someone picked the phone up. The old villa had been disposed and Brian had been living in Smile Hotel before she had left. However, she knew clearly that he didn't like living in a hotel. Therefore, he must have bought another villa later.

Tony was speechless because of astonishment. He hadn't expected that it was Molly who called him. It was only XK Intelligence Agency that knew his number, thus, he was pretty sure that it was Vincent who spilled his contact information. 0000☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐