Why did his father love Aunt Shirley? And, why did his mother love his father so humbly?
In fact, he knew. He knew that love should be and was worth fighting for. So why? Why was he
unhappy? How come he was not happy at all?
These questions clouded his mind. "Eric, slow down..." Molly said, quivering, as she could no longer
bear the terror caused by such high speed.
However, it seemed like Eric didn't hear her. The car continued to speed up. Molly couldn't do anything
else but to close her eyes. She didn't know why Eric was suddenly acting crazy. But by instinct, she
chose not to say any more.
"Creak--" the harsh sound of the brake sounded extraordinarily loud and odd in the empty place.
Molly gasped for breath, opened her mouth slightly and looked ahead. Trying hard to swallow her
saliva, she turned her head slowly to look at Eric and said, "You're crazy!"
Jolting out, Eric said, "Well, I'm crazy? Yes, I am crazy!" Alas, he could no longer contain his emotions.
Eric despised the fact that he was so crazy to let her break into his life. He was so crazy that he
couldn't help but fall in love with her. He was so crazy to trapped himself entangled by a love similar to
that of the prior generation, which he had tried so hard to avoid.
After feeling angered by himself, slowly, he turned his head to look at her, somewhat teary-eyed. As he
slightly squinted, his body suddenly let out an air of menace. He said, "Molly, have you ever had a
crush on me?"
Looking at Eric, who seemed like a beast at the moment, she pulled her body away from him. Leaning
against the car door, she faltered, "Eric, we... we are friends..."
"Exactly, I am indeed only a friend of yours," he said. With self-mockery in his eyes, Eric thought, 'Aunt
Shirley loves Uncle Richie, but she once had a crush on Frank too. However, I am only a friend who's
needed when she feels lonely and whenever she needs someone to act as a support.' Thinking of this,
he said, "Molly, there are many kinds of friends. I don't know which kind of friend I am in your heart, but
please, please remember to never let yourself get hurt. If that ever happens, I will take you back from
Brian, no matter at what cost."
Eric sounded serious, it was written all over his face. Hearing and seeing him like that, Molly felt she
was looking at a different kind of Eric. She could not say a word.
Looking at Molly, who was still in a daze, he felt even more miserable. Her clear eyes gave her away.
She deeply loved Brian, he could see it in her eyes despite trying hard to hide it.
Brian gave the Firefly Stone to Molly, which meant that she would be the only woman in his life. Despite
loving Becky before, he had never given her this hereditary treasure from Shirley. Upon learning about
this, Eric was surprised at once. But after knowing the reason why he never gave it to Becky, he
became even more surprised. Brian, he had never loved Becky with all his life, the way he loved Molly
now.
Even up until now, he wanted to fight against Brian. But whenever he tried, he loses every time at the
starting line. Clearly, he had met Molly at the wrong time. Then, it finally got into him that once he had
missed her, he would miss her forever.
After a while, Eric started the engine calmly. This time, they were running steadily. Scared by Eric's
recent behavior and actions, Molly was shrinking her body. Since Eric did not say a word, naturally, she
remained quiet. With the deafening silence, they headed towards the drug rehabilitation center.
*
Meanwhile, at the Office of Mayor in the City Hall.
Looking at the transfer order that Bill had just sent to him, Edgar sneered at the corner of his mouth.
"Sir, this..." Bill said with an expression of helplessness. Afraid of what would happen, he shrugged,
stuttering.
Annoyed and angered, Edgar threw the transfer order onto the desk casually and said coldly, "Since
they like tossing about, just let them do that at will."
"But..." Bill said with dissatisfaction. "By appointing Jenifer as the deputy mayor for urban construction,
obviously, the reformist faction is aiming to place a thorn between you and Major General Zeng," he
insisted, trying to cross his thoughts to Edgar.
"So what can I do?" Edgar sneered coldly. "Could I refuse this transfer order?" he added.
Absent-minded, Bill couldn't answer. Upon looking back at the transfer order, the scene where he had
met Brian at the restaurant yesterday suddenly came to Edgar's mind.
Brian's unscrupulous words gave him a hint that Jenifer's extensive leave was arranged by him. Now
that Jenifer was transferred to A City, what had happened? With a serious look on his face, Edgar said
slowly, "You get in contact with my old boss and try to get some information."
Bill nodded. The transfer notice didn't matter at all. What they were afraid of was that it might have
something to do with the conflict between the reformist faction and the conservative faction.
On the other hand, Jenifer and Hannah were enjoying a morning tea at a quiet and beautiful cafe. The
two might look different, but both were pretty and elegant, instantly drawing the attention of many
successful men in the cafe. However, they were haughty enough that none of these men were worthy
enough for their attention.
"What kind of feeling do you think Edgar is having towards Molly?" Hannah asked while stirring her
coffee with a small spoon. The scent of strong coffee complemented the two's deep conversation.
Showing some of the whites of her almond eyes, Jenifer said coldly, "What else can he feel?" After
taking a pause, she added, "My Grandpa has already released the news that I will be filling the post of
the deputy mayor for urban construction in A City."
"Aren't you afraid that Edgar would hate being followed so closely by you, knowing that you've done it
for so many years already?" Hannah asked. After saying this, she put down the small spoon and had a
sip of her coffee. Satisfied with the taste, her eyes were shining.
Jenifer patted her curly hair and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid that's not his priority to consider now."
Slightly raising her eyebrows, she quickly changed the topic, "What about your plan on Brian?"
"I'm still making some arrangements. I have to make sure that I will succeed," Hannah said with a smile
of self-confidence. "Molly is nothing more but his child's mother. If she didn't bring up the child, do you
think Brian would've treated her this way?" she said, putting on a straight face. "As long as I manage to
carry his child, I'll be more likely to be together with him than Molly. I know that will be possible since
grandpa once rescued Wing," she continued.
"Mr. Brian Long won't be manipulated by anyone without resisting or avenging," Jenifer could not agree
with her. While it might be true that Hannah was at an advantage, but with Brian's attitude, nothing was
certain.
Hearing that, Hannah smiled with an expression of malevolence in her eyes and said, "If that is the
case, then I just need to find his soft spot. From that, I can create some misunderstanding between him
and Molly." She wore a mocking smile.
Curious of what her words meant, Jenifer asked, "What do you mean?"
But, instead of answering her, Hannah paused to keep her in suspense and suddenly changed the
topic, "Oh! I almost forgot. I have a lunch appointment with someone in a while."
Noticing how Hannah was making a mystery out of it, Jenifer could not help but smile and ask, "Who?
Tell me who!"
"Brian's ex-girlfriend," said Hannah, trying to contain her excitement in stirring up Molly and Brian.
"Becky Yan," she added.
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