'Damn it, Molly Xia, how dare you hang out at night and turn off your phone!'
There was some serious tension in the air. Rage swelled within Brian Long. He set his mouth in a grim
line and dialed his home number on the phone.
In the stillness of the night, the telephone ringing sounded harsh in such an empty house. It made the
atmosphere taut.
Hurriedly, Molly got out of the taxi. She thanked the taxi driver and paid him double-fare.
When she rang the doorbell, John answered.
"Ahhh! You're back, Miss Xia!"With a smile, John ushered her in, thinking she just finished working her
shift and came home.
Molly took a look at the house with no lights on. "Is Brian already home?" she asked anxiously.
"No, he's not home yet," John answered with a simile.
"Thank you, John," she nodded. As soon as she had finished talking to John, she rushed to get to the
villa.
Although Brian hadn't come home, she still feared for herself. It was so late in the night that she
couldn't get a cab without coughing double-fare, meaning she must have taken longer to get here.
Actually, she was way too late. She didn't know how Brian was going to punish her this time.
As she opened the door, she turned on the lights as always. Then she put on slippers, a wave of relief
sweeping through her when she made sure there was nobody around.
First thing, she went to the sofa, picked up the phone and called the number Shirley had given her. The
call was answered on the first ring.
"This is Molly, Aunt Shirley." "I'm already home," she reported.
"OK, that's good." Shirley answered. In a black Benz, parked some distance from the villa, Shirley
watched her. As they left the cake shop, she had stealthily watched Molly. After she got into the taxi,
Shirley followed her all the way home.
The corners of Molly's mouth turned up in a smile. "Thank You for all you have done tonight, Aunt
Shirley," she said.
"You're welcome. You make me feel like I've known you forever, even though we just met," Shirley said,
still keeping her eyes on the villa. "Molly, just don't forget our appointment the day after tomorrow," she
continued.
"No, I won't."
"When you have a new phone, keep me posted, so that we don't lose contact…"Molly hummed in
agreement. "It is pretty late. Go get some rest," Shirley advised.
"Ok," Molly replied. Shirley was about to hang up, but something popped into her mind. "Hang on a
second there. Can I ask you a favor?" she hurriedly requested.
"What's the matter?"Molly asked. "I'll help you if I can," she quickly added.
"It's no big deal…"Shirley said with a smile. "It's just… Would you please not tell anyone, even those
you are closest to, that you know me?"
After hearing what she said, Molly frowned. She was confused why she said something like that, but
she just agreed, trying not to interrupt.
Shirley finally hung up the phone, but kept staring around the villa. After a while, she asked," Antonio,
is this house Brian's?"
"Yes, it is, Mrs. Long," Antonio answered politely.
Shirley frowned and had concerns on her mind. Brian was brought up in a relaxed, comfortable family
environment. Always, he was an introspective kid, so she didn't interfere much with his private affairs,
since he was a teenager. And she just wanted to spend more time together with Richie, so she didn't
pay much attention to Brian's life.
But why was Little Molly in Brian's house?
For all she knew, she couldn't remember hearing that Brian had a new servant. 'Why would any other
woman be staying at his villa except Becky?'
"Mrs. Long, it's getting really late,"
Antonio said again, interrupting Shirley's thoughts and fixed gaze at the villa. "Alright, let's go back,"
she replied with a twist of her mouth.
"Yes, Mrs. Long."
Courteously, Antonio agreed and drove down the mountain. When Shirley turned her head to look at
the house, on the other side of the road, Brian's car whizzed past, leaving a gust of wind and smoke as
it went. Driving like a maniac.
In his hand, Brian still held the phone. There was no expression on his face. However, Tony could
sense his coldness.
The car pulled into the garage. He got out of the car, but didn't move from the car door. He just stared
at the house in front of him.
The lights were on, which made him wonder if Molly was in. 'But why was she not answering the
phone?' he snorted, then walked towards the house. Looking at his back as he walked away, Tony
sighed, then turned around.
At the same time, Tony's phone rang. He looked at the name of the caller and answered without
hesitation. "Why are you calling at this ungodly hour?"
"Oh, don't be so angry," on the other end of the call, Harrow Su said lightheartedly. "Is Brian available
now?" he inquired.
Wing was in town, and Harrow Su just got wind of it. He suspected Brian must be with her and didn't
want to be disturbed.
Tony Xing looked back at Brian, who was about to open the door and answered Harrow coldly," He's
available, as long as you want to get into trouble."
That kind of response was not what Harrow Su had expected. In an instant, he froze when it dawned
on him what Tony meant. He smirked and said," Things are getting more and more interesting. It
seems that of late, Brian's been in bad moods!"
As if to say something else, Tony snorted, but instead, he simply hung up without another word.
Hearing the beep, Harrow Su raised his eyebrows.
Down on the couch, Molly sat frowning, trying to figure out why Shirley didn't want people to know that
she knew her. Suddenly, the door opened, startling Molly out of her reverie. Reflexively, she stood up,
and her eyes met sullen-faced Brian who had just walked in. "You…you're back," she stammered.
A few meters away, Brian glanced at the phone, then at Molly, like he was trying to confirm if he had
dialed the right numbers. "Why is your phone turned off?" he asked coldly.
"I…" His coldness made her heart miss a beat. She said weakly," I lost my phone."
"You lost it?" asked Brian on the sofa, with a dejected air.
Careful, Molly replied," Yes, Eric and I went to South Street Alley for a night snack… the street was
crowded… so I accidentally lost my phone."
Sneaking him an embarrassed glance, a mixture of fear and helplessness coursed through her. She
just went out to have a night snack, then her money was stolen, and she lost the phone Brian bought
her…
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