Love Began with the First Meeting

The car slipped quietly into the parking lot of the Long family mansion. Eric looked at the exotic cars and couldn't help but sigh. 'It's a banquet of ambush." "Headache!" he exclaimed.

Lenny turned her head in the direction that Eric was looking, and there she saw a lemon yellow sports car and a well regulated Bentley. When she noticed the license plate, her eyes suddenly became a little cold.

Considering that Eric was single now, the former ruler and his wife began to look for suitable ladies from famous families for Eric. Of course, they weren't too concerned about the lady's family status or background. However, the daughters from the rich to the ordinary white-collar workers, from the military officers to the famous stars, none of them had been able to make a mark on Eric's heart.

Lenny knew why that was. It was because Eric had not forgotten Molly.

Although now it seemed that both Eric and Lenny's assumptions had been wrong. The visitor who had come was the helmsman of some great family, and the owner of the sports car was his daughter. However, they weren't here for Eric to be introduced to his daughter. They had been invited by Richie, to have dinner and to discuss the obstacles Eric had met in the development of the Dragon Island.

It was worth mentioning that the words of the ancestors are based on life. As the old saying goes, 'many things grow in the garden that was never sown there,' and it happened miraculously to Eric and that woman.

Eric got out of the car and casually with his hands in his pockets went toward the mansion. On the way there he came across Richie and a guest who had visited before. Eric didn't know what the relationship was between the guest and his Uncle Richie; however, they seemed to be old friends. They seemed to be like bosom buddies and were inseparable the whole day.

"Uncle Richie!" Eric called out and nodded to the guest.

"Frank and Smart are waiting inside," Richie said calmly. His eyes were so deep that nobody could see through them. "Be flexible and go easy today! Even if it can't be done, don't mess it up. Otherwise, your actions will become a stumbling block in the future." Eric was struck dumb when he heard this, and his face went blank. 'It was a blind date, after all. Then why did it look like a battlefield without guns?'

Eric had no chance to ask any further questions because Richie walked away to the parking lot with the guest.

The guest who was with Richie was the God of Gamblers. He came to visit the Dragon Island from A City nearly one month ago. They didn't care about the fact that Brian and Cora were currently in A City together or the qualms that have. They thought that things between the two should be sorted out by themselves and didn't want to get involved. For if they meddled in their affairs now it may not seem like anything, but it would become a significant matter later.

"So, will your son let her go?" the God of Gamblers asked with doubt.

Richie smiled lightly and looked ahead. "The question isn't whether Brian is willing to let her go, but whether Molly would like to go with you?"

"What?" The God of Gamblers never thought about it in that way. In his view, Brian was the key to this question."

Richie glanced at the God of Gamblers who looked surprised, and said, "When you return to A City, you will find out if I am right."

The God of Gamblers frowned. He knew that nobody was better than Richie at reading what people thought in the bottom of their hearts, let alone when one of them was his son and the other his daughter-in-law.

"If that's the case, then it really is a pity." The God of Gamblers sighed deeply. "Chester said that Molly had a lot of potential and that she had a talent for it. It just took her half a year to learn his rudimentary art of cheating. I'm also very curious about her."

Richie just smiled and said nothing. His education for his children was very simple. He let his children grow up by themselves and learn by their own mistakes. When they were about to do something wrong, he didn't pull them back or give them any advice. Instead, he let them make a mistake. Naturally, they would think about it next time and learn from it.

He knew of Molly even before they met. Upon their first meeting, he could tell that she was a cowardice woman. Only a strong man such as Brian could give her the safety and happiness that she wanted and needed. Of course, after finding someone like Brian, her nature had been revealed. He knew that she didn't have it in her to want to be a strong woman.

Richie's thoughts coincided with Molly's. She may not have advantages, but she knew what she wanted after so many experiences.

The God of Gamblers looked at Molly. There was elegant, relaxing piano music playing in the background of the cafe. He regarded her for nearly ten minutes with a constant smile on his face, but he never spoke a word.

Molly felt embarrassed and self-conscious by his stare, but she didn't speak either. She thought that he was kind and it would be rude for her to reject him. Since she was much younger than him, out of respect for the elderly gentleman, she refused him delicately. However, he misunderstood her.

They sat awkwardly facing each other. Sometimes the waiters that passed by couldn't help but take a look at them.

About five minutes later, Molly thought she was wasting her time, so she shrugged and said, "Refusing you is my loss."

"Are you sure about that?" The God of Gamblers raised his eyebrow.

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......

.." Molly was stunned. Most people would understand and take the hint. She just gave them a step to retreat.

Sighing in her heart, Molly found that if the words were too vague, he would misunderstand them. So she had to be blunt and to the point. "I'm not interested in you." She gritted her teeth secretly. "First, your daughter tries to coax my husband, and now you try to persuade me! Is your purpose to try and separate Brian and me?"

When he heard what she had said, he froze for a moment. Then all of a sudden, he burst into loud laughter, which drew the attention of some of the other customers.

Molly gave him a sheepish grin and tilted her head to one side. She began to feel uncomfortable, and a burning heat rose to her cheeks and spread across her whole face. Molly didn't know what else to do, so she tried giving him a quick wink. However, the God of Gamblers didn't seem to notice and continued to laugh.

At last, Molly gazed around the cafe with a small smile on her face and nodded apologetically at the customers who were staring at them. Then she glared at him and growled in a low voice, "Stop laughing!"

After the God of Gamblers heard this, he gradually stopped laughing and asked with a broad smile on his face, "Did you reject me because of Cora?"

"Of course not," Molly muttered, and immediately added, "No matter what you think, I won't go with you anyway." She sighed slightly, and continued in a low voice, "I don't think lowly of myself now. It's not necessary for a woman to be strong. Dodder flowers may be looked down on, but you have to admit that it can always depend on the most powerful tree that other flowers cannot."

For her statement, he had no choice but to sigh. "I still hope that you will reconsider."

Molly raised her eyebrows and stared at him in sheer disbelief. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "We have talked for two hours! You have given me ample time to consider it." She paused for a moment and then continued, "I have given it much thought and today wasn't the only time that I considered your offer. I knew about it two days ago when Brian told me. So as you can see, I have thought about it seriously."

It was just as Richie had said. The key didn't rest with Brian, but with Molly. The God of Gamblers thought that he might have approached it all wrong and lost the opportunity.

Nevertheless, there was no other way.

While the God of Gamblers had finally accepted that she wasn't going to go with him and Molly had been relieved of the pressure to go, they finally began to chat happily in the cafe. Meanwhile, in a suburb that bordered A City and L City, Brian stared with cold eyes to the front with his hand in his trouser pocket.

Standing before him were several brawny men dressed all in black. If it had been the evening, they would have blended into the dark.

In front of them was Cora, who stood out in her casual clothes. Cora had taken a detour to escape XK Intelligence Agency's notice. Then she rushed from L City to A City, being also from the XK Intelligence Agency, she knew a lot about it. As a smart and resourceful woman, it was easy for her to avoid them.

However, there were mishaps even in the simplest things, and miscalculations did occur. Cora didn't expect that Vincent would come.

She couldn't help but be impressed with Vincent because he was relentless.

Vincent was notorious for his cruelty. He never counted the consequences of his work, but only the results. Therefore, many people knew of him, whether they were from the XK Intelligence Agency or outside. As long as they knew who he was, they would give him fearful respect. Of course, there were those who admired him and some who loathed him.

Cora had anticipated that Vincent would come after her once he learned of Tony's punishment now that he had become Brian's trusted subordinate. However, she didn't think that such a cruel person could change his style and take the method of conciliation. "Vincent, I'm not convinced!" Cora said through gritted teeth.

Vincent shrugged. "I don't care!"

" ." Cora looked fierce and uttered the words in a low growl, "What do you want?"

......

"It's very simple..." Vincent looked around. "Which one do you prefer, single combat or group fighting?"

She didn't speak. Even if he had changed, many things had not changed, and she could see it in his eyes, just like this moment right now. No matter what she chose, she had to face everyone here. As for his words, only the main character changed, either she singled them out, or they smashed her. The result was the same.

As Cora prepared for combat, Vincent sighed. "Why did you have to do this? You have a prominent background and money. You're in good shape, and you're attractive. Why didn't you move on from Mr. Brian?" Then he paused for a moment and continued, "Actually, it doesn't matter now. You have some ideas about Mrs. Molly Long. That can't be tolerated, either by Mr. Brian nor by me!"

She glared at Vincent with an angry grimace and said in a cold voice, "I always thought that you were Brian's right hand... when did you become Molly's dog?".