Love Began with the First Meeting

Chapter 18 It's Not Up To You

Steven and Molly were shocked to hear Brian's words. They both clearly understood what he meant by 'his woman'.

Molly gaped at Brian with a slightly open mouth. She hoped he had just made a joke, but to no avail. She couldn't see through his mind.

Looking cold and domineering, Brian fixed his dark eyes on Molly, which seemed to be full of the confidence that Molly would definitely agree.

"I won't!" Molly gritted her teeth firmly, feeling extremely humiliated.

Brian gave her a slight smile and slowly replied," It's not up to you!"

Hearing these words, Molly was lost to despair. Her body started trembling with fright, and she backed away out of instinct. The sudden movement threw Steven off balance and he almost fell down.

"I will pay the money back. I just need some time..." Trying to hide her desperation and hoping he would agree, Molly begged Brian, who looked like a cruel king.

Brian only looked at her quietly. She was trying to choke her tears back as she had done the previous night. Brian had mistaken her for Becky the day before only because of her eyes.

The complex expression that arose in Brian's eyes in response to Molly's requests made him look thoughtful. From the deep, dark look in his eyes, no one could tell that he was deeply infatuated with a woman.

"Okay!" Brian slightly narrowed his eyes and glanced at Molly who was in a pitiful state. He then flatly added," You have one night to consider my offer!"

With that, he turned around and got in his car.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Tony closed the car door and walked towards the driver's seat. Before getting in, he glanced at Molly and sighed.

Except for Becky's heart, Brian could get anything he desired.

As she watched the black, luxurious Mercedes disappear, Molly felt herself going limp and she nearly collapsed.

"Molly..." Steven's eyes were so swollen that he could hardly see a thing. He wanted to talk to Molly but his guilty conscience was stopping him, which was evident from the way he was looking at her.

Molly kept silent, a morose feeling seizing her face. She didn't even have the strength to blame her father. "Let's go! Mother's waiting for us to be back home."

Steven didn't dare ask Molly about last night in his guilt, and Molly didn't feel like telling him. Right now, only the aloof Brian and his arrogant words ran through her mind.

She couldn't earn even twenty thousand for a night.

How was she going to manage ten times that amount?

Seeing Steven and Molly come back, Daniel glared angrily at Steven. "Molly, let me warm up the food for you," he said.

"No, thanks. I won't eat much. I've got to get to the casino later!" Molly said in a flat tone. Her eyes were fixed on her mother, who was fast asleep. "How's mother?"

"She took some medicine just now and I've convinced her to go to sleep," Daniel said as he brought the food. He then fetched the medical kit and gave it to Steven.

It seemed as if they were used to such things happening frequently.

After finishing her meal, as Molly was changing her clothes, a piece of paper slipped from her pocket and fell on the ground.

She picked it up and tightened her lips when she saw the phone number and the words on the hand- written note. She threw it back into her pocket and headed towards the casino, picking up a few night snacks for Hogan on the way.

Wearing an attendant uniform, Molly ambled among the gamblers with a tray in her hands. Although there was a lot weighing on her mind, there was no trace of any sorrow in her eyes. She looked happy at the chips she received, even if there were very few.

When Brian adjusted the monitor screen, he saw that Molly put those chips in her pocket slyly. The bruise could be faintly seen on her face. However, others were only attracted by her bright smile which made them take no notice of her bruise.

Brian raised the corners of his lips thoughtfully. With his slender fingers, he gently knocked on the table. He seemed confident; as if he was going hunting and was sure to get his prey.

Standing beside him, Tony was also looking at the screen. He was confused as to why Brian, who was only concerned with Becky and the women in his family, was now interested in another woman, The daughter of a gambler!

He even lingered in the casino at night...

"Do you have an answer?"

Suddenly, Brian spoke in a low voice. Surprised, Tony replied," Not yet!"

Brian threw a sidelong glance at Tony and then looked away. As he was about to switch scenes on the monitor, the door was rudely thrown open, which made him raise his eyebrows. Switching the screens,

he coldly looked at Eric who had walked into the room with a bottle of wine in his hand.

Ignoring his discontent, Eric lightly smiled at the picture on the screen. He beckoned Tony to fetch two glasses and happily told Brian," I asked Lenny to steal this bottle of wine from our uncle..." I got it just now!"

Brian frowned and asked," Since when did she become a thief?"

"Ever since I needed her to be!" Came the quick reply as Eric opened the bottle and poured a glass for Brian. With an arrogant expression, he snickered," Taste it. It's vintage!"

Then the snicker on his face grew into a grin.

He gently swirled the wine in his glass, which left not a single drop of wine on the brim of the glass. He took a glance at the scenes on the monitor and smiled slyly.

As he was about to take a sip, his phone rang.

Frowning slightly, he whipped it out. "Hello?"

There was no reply. The person who was calling him was silent for a while.

Confused, Eric tried again," I'm gonna hang up unless you say something!"

"Hello... Hello!" The person hesitantly spoke on the phone," I... I... I'm the person you took clothes shopping this morning..."

Suddenly Eric's eyes lit up. He smirked and cast a glance at Brian who was sitting sluggishly.