Love Began with the First Meeting

Despite her worries, the game began. The game was five-card stud one of the most popular games in gambling. Neither of them had big wins. Both of them seemed to be warming up.

Gradually, Molly's confidence was building as she remembered what Chester had taught her, and she became more composed. Although luck would play a major role in gambling, sometimes, one's feeling was also important. The person who was the most confident would

probably have the best luck. Of course, in the end, one's skill would dictate the final winner.

It had been more than half an hour since the game had started and still, neither of them had won a lot from the other. Molly's cheating skills weren't the best. Shane had seen plenty of skilled cheaters. He noticed that at times she would be decisive, but sometimes she would hesitate. That was one thing that a cheater should never do. Because of that, Brian had accumulated slightly more chips than Molly.

Even though Brian knew nothing about gambling, he was a confident man. He had a true poker face, and nothing could be read from his face. As such, Molly couldn't work out what cards Brian was holding.

Gradually, the battle turned to a stalemate. Brian was still wearing a confident look, while Molly became more and more composed. After another hour of playing, the game ended. Brian lost!

It wasn't because Shane's skill became lesser, but it was because Molly had become more and more adept at cheating. She had been focused, and her skills had reached the highest level of her capability. Several times, she managed to change her cards at the last second, making it too late for Shane to help Brian.

"Now can you tell me... why are you doing this?" Molly's brows shot up, and a smug smile was plastered on her face.

She wasn't interested in his promise about the five things. What she was curious about was his motive for this game. Now that she had become more mature, she knew very well what the priority was. She knew that his promise about the five things didn't mean much to her. As long as she told him her wish, he would try his best to satisfy her.

Brian didn't answer but just shot her a glance before he turned to Shane.

Shane remarked, "Mrs. Molly Long isn't a skilled cheater for now. However, she didn't spend a long time learning the skills. Plus, she hasn't had the chance to practice the skills. If..." He paused

then glancing at Molly, he continued, "If she worked on it, she would surely do well." Upon hearing Shane's comment, she felt like she had been misunderstood. It wasn't that she loved gambling, and what he said sounded like she was passionate about learning cheating skills.

The reason why she learned to gamble from Chester was that she wanted to use that as an excuse to come back. While those thoughts flashed across her mind, she turned to look at Brian, waiting for his response.

However, she didn't receive the response that she hoped for. Brian merely stood up and said, "It's very late. Go back now."

Again, Molly was struck speechless. 'Why would he do that?' she asked herself, but she had no logical answer.

On the way back, Brian just focused on driving. Neither of them spoke a word. It was only until they almost reached the mansion that Molly's curiosity compelled her to ask, "Bri?"

He glimpsed at Molly, then he turned his focus on driving the car again. Carefully, he parked the car in the garage.

Since Brian looked like he wasn't going to give anything away, she just twitched her lips and stopped asking. After the car had been parked, Molly got out of the vehicle and strode straight for the mansion.

Brian found her action humorous. Then he got out of the car as well and followed her. After they went into their room, Molly still wore the I-will-not-sleep-unless-you-tell-me look. At this moment, he couldn't contain himself any longer and laughed out. After scolding the man silently in her heart, Molly asked with annoyance in her voice, "Are you telling me or not?"

Brian walked up to her and gently caressed her cheek. Then he sighed, "The God of Gamblers wants you."

"What? The God of Gamblers?" Molly's eyes opened wide in surprise. She knew who the God of Gamblers was, but had never seen him. He was Chester and Hanson's master, a person who only existed as a legend for her.

Brian nodded. Pulling Molly to the bedroom, he continued, "You have the gift. I don't want to stop you from realizing your potential. However, in the end, it's your choice. I don't wish to make the decision for you." He stopped walking and fixed his eyes on Molly's face. "Mol, you have your own life and your aspirations. I don't want your life to revolve the children and me. I want you to do what you truly want to do in life."

Suddenly, Molly had become overwhelmed with emotions. The tears started to well up in her eyes. Gazing at Brian's handsome face through her hazy eyes, she confessed, "But I feel happy now."

Brian scooped the love of his life into his arms and said softly, "But, you have lost track of your own life..." He heaved a deep sigh. "This isn't what I want for you. Even though I do want to see you and have you around me every day, but it's not fair to you. Every person is an independent individual. You have virtually given up your right that everyone should enjoy. You have sacrificed too much for me." Molly fell into silence, indulging herself in the scent of the man who was hugging her.

"The God of Gamblers is coming here in a few days," Brian said as he rubbed Molly's back tenderly. "You can make your decision when he comes. Now you should be able to understand why I insisted on gambling with you.

I wanted you to make up your mind and think about what you want to achieve in your life, not for me, not for the family, but for yourself."