Easily, Brian sensed the sudden stiffness all over her body. In reaction, he raised his head from her ear,
and resumed his usual cold look again. His earlier signs of concern and anxiety for Molly disappeared
as quickly as they had appeared. "One more thing! You have no right to interfere in my life no matter
how many women I keep around me. And you have no right to compare yourself to any of them either.
Do you understand?"
As she lifted up her head, Molly felt confused. With unusual courage, she coolly replied," I already
know my role very well. You don't need to keep reminding me, Mr. Brian Long! Why are you always
reminding me of it? It makes me suspect that Eric is right, when he says you're falling in love with me!"
The audacity in her eyes somewhat unsettled Brian. "I hope that this will be the last time I remind you!"
"I also hope the same!" replied Molly. In few moments, she continued," I'm going to make dinner
downstairs, and I will come for you once it's ready."
With that she slipped out of Brian's arms with some ingenuity. She opened the door and walked out.
Instead of being angry, Brian smiled faintly when he saw the door close in front of him. Seeing Molly
resist rather than tolerate all his authority left him in a puzzling good mood.
Downstairs Molly didn't find Eric in the living room. When she realized he was nowhere in the house,
she called his phone. "Hey, Eric, where are you?"
"Something came up, and I had to leave." Holding the phone in one hand and the steering wheel in the
other, Eric looked straight ahead. It was the peak hour, and the traffic made him even more depressed.
"Really? But you just said you had time tonight." Molly pouted and went on," I thought you would have
dinner here. I made yours too."
Eric's eyes narrowed. He grinned and said," All right. Then you owe me a meal. I want you to cook for
me next time. Just for you and me!"
"Yeah, dream on!" Molly refused without hesitation. "In that case, I'm sorry, you may never have the
chance to eat a meal by me," she continued.
"Little Molly,"
suddenly called Eric in a deep voice.
Apparently, Molly intended to keep pulling his leg. But she suddenly stopped at the dull unusual way
Eric had addressed her. She frowned, instinctively, afraid of what he would say to her next. "Hey! Don't
pretend to be gloomy! It's not your style!"
"Yeah, you know me well, haha." There was a smile on Eric's lips. As he drove slowly, he reminded
her," By the way, don't forget you'll be my girl at the party tomorrow night."
Speaking of that, Molly instinctively looked at the study on the second floor, and complained with some
guilt," You did say that Brian would go to the party with Wing, didn't you? But why did he tell me that he
would not be with Wing?"
A wicked grin crossed Eric's face. Of course he knew that Brian didn't need to be with Wing tomorrow,
because Weston Peng was already here in the city.
"I don't care if there's someone else fighting for your company. All I know is that you promised me first,"
Eric replied mischievously.
Pouting, Molly didn't answer. She didn't care what Eric was thinking, but she was mindful not to offend
him. Eric was always the first person to show up whenever she needed a shoulder to lean on. She
honestly valued him that way, and she didn't think it wise to disappoint him anyhow. She wondered
whether her feelings for him were out of gratitude or something else.
In the end, Molly agreed to go to the party with Eric. It was not that she dared to rebel against Brian,
but that she didn't think Brian would have time to be with her even though he didn't have to accompany
Wing.
*
At the VIP room of the Golden Bay Club
Jenifer was reclining on a chaise longue beside the swimming pool in a white bathrobe. There was a
green and bright yellow fruit juice cocktail on the small table beside her.
She was on the phone. "I will definitely help Edgar get into the State Parliament this year," she
answered, her beautiful face furrowing in deep contemplation.
The person on the other end of the line began again, and the smile on Jenifer's lips grew. When she
looked around, she took a sip of the cocktail beside her and slowly answered," Why should I worry
about that? He wants to protect Molly. Then I will help him with his career by taking advantage of
Molly!"
After a few more seconds listening to the other end, Jenifer said with some disdain and sneer," Molly?
Humph! Edgar is mine! And nobody can take him away from me! For him, I'm definitely ready to kill, if
anyone tries to snatch him from me!"
Jenifer's eyes gleamed wildly in echo with her stern words.
Her family had immense influence and positions within the military. They called the shots in many
ways. Given those connections, arranging Molly's murder would be a cinch. It was really easy!
Jenifer hung up and put down the glass and slowly got up. She dropped the phone on the table, and
folded the white bathrobe, revealing her excellent figure wrapped in the bikini. Her smooth skin was
well-cared caramel, something poor girls like Molly would only dream of. She was spanking beautiful,
and she reveled in the fact that men drooled over her picture-perfect body.
She sauntered towards the pool and jumped into it like a mermaid. After a few laps of joy, she came
back to the shore. Her arms squatted on the edge of the pool, and her chin slightly on the back of her
hand. Looking at the phone on the table, she remembered what her Mom had just said.
Humph!
Molly? Who the hell did the poor girl think she was? The bitch even had the audacity to think she'd
compete for Edgar's love?
'I swear! I'll break up their relationship for good this time!' Jennifer cursed and promised herself she'd
help Edgar get into the State Parliament by taking advantage of Molly! She would be with Edgar
forever! As for what had happened to Steven that year...
Jenifer narrowed her eyes as she thought about this. There was a strange smile in her flaming eyes.
Gradually, chilling coldness enveloped the large, luxurious VIP room.
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