Love Began with the First Meeting
Chapter 769 Danger (Part Two)

As soon as he skirted around the villa, his phone rang. He took it out and picked up the call.

"Tony, Black Wolf ran away!"

an anxious voice came through the phone.

"What?" Tony immediately stopped in his tracks. "What happened?"

Black Wolf was an intelligent mastiff. It had never run away without Brian's command except when it had accompanied Molly outside of the manor that one time.

The serious voice spoke through the phone once again, "Black Wolf has been running around in the backyard for the past few days. It seemed that it became livelier than before."

He then added, "Therefore, we all thought that it was just playing today. We didn't notice anything wrong until we found that it was missing. We've searched everywhere high and low, and we found its trace. It ran away in the same route it took last time. If nothing goes wrong, it should have arrived at downtown."

"My goodness!" Tony yelled, and immediately turned around and headed to the villa.

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On the road, Molly continued to drive Brian's car. There was hardly any traffic and they traveled quite smoothly. They passed through the bustling area of A City, then turned to the next streets that were headed to the luxurious apartment in Kylin District. While on the road, mother and son discussed and ran through their plans for tomorrow. They planned to go to the villa once again. Their reasons were to have a free meal, and to help Lisa with housework. Both of them believed that it was necessary to be shameless in order to take the cold Brian down.

One building caught Mark's attention. "Well, how could the light of the art class be still on?" Mark said as he looked out the window at the building that had one room with a light on. His eyes lit up all of a sudden then he said, "Mommy, stop. I haven't said thanks to Miss Xie or my little friends."

Molly drove at a slower speed. "Are they the ones who put on the play together with you?" she asked. The car stopped at the curb and Molly looked at the art class room through the car window. It seemed somewhat weird that its lights were still on at this time of the day. "Why isn't the class over yet? It's so late!" Molly wondered.

"I don't know," Mark was equally confused and he got off the car. When he closed the car door, something appeared in front of him and he couldn't help but scream. He almost ran away but his legs were frozen in their place. There before him, stood a really large, furry dog that kind of looked like a wolf.

Mark's sudden scream shocked Molly and she immediately got out of the car as well. She asked loudly, "What's wrong? What happened?"

She rushed to the head of the car. There in front of her son sat a huge mastiff, and she blinked in astonishment. "Black Wolf?" she said. Black Wolf barked when it saw Molly, and stood up while wagging its tail wildly.

Meanwhile, Mark took a step backwards out of fear but he was really curious as well. He and the dog stared at each other without blinking. Suddenly, it groaned and bent over on the ground, its big paws stretched in front while its tail wagged leisurely.

Molly walked towards Black Wolf and squatted in front of it. She gently stroked its furry head with nimble fingers and asked "Black Wolf, what are you doing here?"

"Woof...!" the mastiff groaned and rubbed its head against Molly, an action that was a complete opposite from its fierce and imposing character.

"Mommy, can I touch it?" Mark asked tentatively as he blinked his eyes. After all, he was only a child who couldn't help but fear such a big, enormous dog.

"Woof...!" Black Wolf groaned again, as if saying yes to Mark. The said boy smiled and immediately took a step forward. He squatted in front of the mastiff and stroked its thick fur like how his mother did. "Black Wolf," Molly patted its head with her hand one more time, "I'm going to the art class with Mark for a while. We won't stay there long. You wait for us in the car, and later I'll take you home. Okay?"

However, the huge dog suddenly barked and sprang upright on its feet. When Molly got up, the mastiff grasped the bottom of Molly's trouser leg between its sharp teeth.

"Good boy!" Molly rubbed Black Wolf's head, but it seemed that it wasn't willing to let go. She tsked and said, "You can't stay here, or you might scare somebody passing by. Get in the car. Otherwise, I won't take you home."

"Woof...!" Black Wolf refused to let go of Molly's trouser leg. She couldn't help but glare at the dog. Finally, she told Mark to open the car door while she carried, or dragged rather, the huge dog into the car. While she did so Black Wolf kept biting her clothes and staring at her with a weird look in its eyes. It was as if the dog didn't want her to go the art class, but at the same time it was afraid that too much biting would hurt Molly.

Molly tried to pull the edge of her trousers away from Black Wolf's mouth. When she had successfully yanked it off, she closed the car door as quickly as she could. The hem of the pant leg was torn by the dog's sharp teeth and she didn't know whether to laugh or cry at her predicament. She peeked at Black Wolf through the car's tinted window and made a face. "I'll make Brian compensate for my clothes," she smiled and added, "Black Wolf, wait for me patiently. Don't come out to scare people. Mark and I will come back soon."

After that, she locked the car doors with the key and pulled Mark's hand to walk towards the art class building.

Black Wolf kept scratching the glass of the car window as it watched the two of them walk away. Because of its nature, it was quite sensitive to any danger by instinct. As it continued to scratch the glass, the sound of police car sirens could be heard from a distance. Inside the building, the bright lights of the interior didn't quite match the silence in the art class. It seemed rather strange.

However, Molly didn't think anything of it and only pulled Mark to step inside the halls. The boy opened the door to the art class room and happily said, "Miss Xie..."

At that moment, he didn't get to finish his sentence as he saw that something was terribly wrong.

There in front of him was the teacher, who sat on a chair with an expression that mixed worry and fear on her anxious face.

All the children who attended the art class sat on the ground on one corner that could not be seen from outside.

"He's not my student...Ah--!"

A harsh slap landed squarely on the teacher's cheek before she could finish her words.

While Molly and Mark stood frozen at the entry in shock, someone quickly shut the door. The cold metal of a gun barrel were each placed against the temples of Molly and Mark. If it wasn't for the abnormal life they had lived for the past two years, both mother and son might have been trembling from head to toe in fright and even sobbing in fear like the teacher and the other children.

"Who are you?" Molly asked as she tried hard to mask the trembling in her voice by being calm. "If you want money, I can give you. Just please don't hurt the kids."

Her eyes scanned the room and saw that everybody who carried a gun wore a hood that only exposed their eyes and mouth.

"Go! Go there," the kidnapper who had pointed a gun at Molly said coldly and pushed her, the cold metal barrel of the weapon still touching her temple.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐