Howard, on the other hand, just stood still there until the car roared away. His expression clearly
reflected his admiration and appreciation for Mr. Brian Long. The assigned task may have been against
Brian, but he himself actually quite admired him. After all it was not an easy task for anyone to be as
successful as Brian was in A City at the mere age of 25-years-old. He was powerful, successful and a
force. Just this fact alone explained why so many people wanted to get rid of him.
Howard smile tacitly, then turned around and got into the car, bidding,"Head straight to the hotel first."
"Howard, he seemed like a tough and scary guy."
"If he was easy to deal with, boss wouldn't have sent us here, would he?" Howard said calmly, his head
still recalling Brian's domineering and heavy words.
Such a man was worth a task of this proportion and importance.
*
Meanwhile, in front of the alley at Molly's house, Brian glanced around with his sharp eyes and
gestured Tony to get rid of Edgar's spies before he walked in to meet her.
Steven was not anticipating Brian's arrival even slightly. He didn't even welcome Brian in, but instead
just stared at him timidly. "It's so late at the moment. Mr. Brian Long, are you here to meet Molly?" he
asked carefully trying to avoid offending Brian and added,"I'm sorry to tell you she is not home right
now. She is working at the casino."
"Well actually I came here for you." Brian said in a soft yet intimidating tone, but his expressions
remained calm and peaceful.
"Um, for me?" Steven looked at Brian in disbelief and shock.
Brian looked at him with disappointment, then walked to a shriveled tree in the yard. His eyes seemed
cold and threatening.
First Steven glanced inside the house, then at Brian who was outside. He then rushed to Brian and
obediently asked,"Em... What...brings you here today to meet me? What is that you came for, Mr. Brian
Long?"
Brian turned around and examined Steven's nervous expression, a man who was earlier quite
ambitious. With an increasingly stern expression, he said,"Just for your personal motivation and
reasons, you pushed an innocent girl into the face of danger. Don't you feel an ounce of guilt?"
His interrogation made Steven nervous. He tried to keep himself together and replied in a composed
tone,"Mr. Brian Long, I... I don't quite understand what you are talking about."
Brian put on a disdainful look and retorted,"Oh, just so you know I've been invested and interested in
this game from the beginning. So I definitely know what you did."
Steven gazed at Brian, with his mouth slightly open in shock. His heart was gripped with sudden panic
and fear.
"Steven, I made Molly a promise and before I deliver it, she must always be safe and sound. If she
weren't in a good position, I would be unhappy. To be precise I would be very, very unhappy." Brian's
voice remained cold and calm, as he went on speaking,"I don't care about the indifference between the
old and new parties or even what happened in the past. There is just one thing you must bear in mind
and that is not to use Sharon to mess with Justin."
Then after casting one last scornful glance at Steven, Brian turned around to leave, but just then
Sharon opened the door and saw them standing across her.
There was no pressing urgency for him to come here in person tonight, but Howard's sudden
appearance suggested that Steven must have come to Justin's place this afternoon. Despite his
pressing desire to resolve these persistent problems at the earliest, he would never be a pawn in this
game. If anything, he was the king, the one who called the shots and controlled the dice.
"The man who just left is Mr. Brian Long, right?" Sharon looked back at the receding figure and asked
curiously.
Sharon's tone scared Steven a little. He turned around in a hurry, but found Sharon seeming normal.
So he assumed that she didn't hear their conversation. So he went on to explain,"Yes, he is Mr. Brian.
He was here looking for Molly."
"But didn't Molly say that she won't return?" Sharon frowned as she expressed her confusion.
"Well, he was just here to ask something regarding her." With no intention on continuing the
conversation in this line, Steven held Sharon and walked her inside. "It's quite chilly outside. You have
not been keeping well these days. So take care of yourself and ensure your cold doesn't return." he
said, acting all concerned.
Sharon didn't answer and just walked in. She paused as she glanced at the door yet again with a
worried expression.
*
At the A city international airport
An hour had passed since Brian called Harrow to make it to the airport. He hustled to the VIP lounge,
and spotted Becky sitting quietly by the window, looking outside with a mellowed look. She seemed so
lonely. After all, apart from her, there were only airport staff remaining in the lounge.
Harrow paused for a moment, sighed, then continued to walk in her direction.
Upon hearing the approaching footsteps, a smile instantly appeared on Becky's face. She turned
around and instinctively said,"Brian..."
Harrow stopped in his tracks and glanced at Becky with confusion.
With her head tilting on one side, Becky stared at the man standing before her. She couldn't tell from
the vague figure, but the man didn't seem like Brian, who was domineering and aloof. "You are not
Brian. So who are you?" Becky asked nervously.
Harrow was now totally bewildered as he thought she was informed about his arrival. He looked at
Becky from head to toe, but could not find any difference. "Becky?" he called her tentatively.
Becky frowned, winked her impaired eyes, and after a brief pause she responded,"Harrow, is that
you?"
The doubt in her tone managed to raise Harrow's eyebrows with confusion. He again tried to examine
Becky and eventually set his sight on her big but no-longer-bright eyes. Taking one step forward, he
asked,"Becky, your eyes... What happened?"
Just the question wiped her smile from her face and twisted her expression. Becky bit her lips, then
answered honestly,"I can't see clearly any more."
"You can't see anything clearly? Are you saying your vision is impaired? What are you saying?" Harrow
asked as he pulled a chair to sit across from Becky. He waved his hand in front of her, but received no
response. Her eyes remained unwavering and dull. The result of his experiment shook him to the core.
"What happened to you?" he asked with concern.
Becky got up, shook herself out of the grief and asked,"So where is Brian?"
"Mr. Brian Long is busy at the moment and so he asked me to pick you." Harrow looked at Becky with
concern. After some consideration, he finally asked,"Does Mr. Brian Long know about your eye sight?"
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