Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 300

Justin narrowed his eyes after Brian spoke.

He ignored Molly and instead focused on Brian with a sly smile on his face.

He finally said,"Mr. Brian Long, your reputation serves you well."

"Well, thanks. That's very flattering." Brian replied lightheartedly even though he could sense the sarcasm in Justin's voice. He tightly held Molly's hand as he rubbed her palm. "Mr. Justin Yan, you'd better be sure of what you're doing because if you make a mistake, I'm afraid we'll have to do something about it and it's not gonna be pretty. What do you think?"

Justin was taken aback at what Brian had said but he didn't show it. After all, he had been in politics for as long as he could remember, so he knew how to play. He looked at Brian dead in the eyes and chuckled,"Brian Long, you are a newborn calf fighting with the tigers."

"Whatever," Brian looked down and fixated his eyes on Molly's hand in his palm. Molly's hand was oddly icy cold - he frowned at this before turning to speak to Justin again,"I'm not interested in anyone else's business so I don't like it when someone's interested in mine. So I want someone to know that I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty." Before Justin could respond, Brian looked at Justin with a sneer on his face. "I don't like making enemies but I don't mind having to add one more to my list."

Brian kept the sneer on his face and his eyes turned black - not a single color could be seen.

Justin couldn't be fazed though, he reflected the same sneer that was on Brian's face and he started a stare off with him. No one was speaking for a while and it was getting more and more tense as the clock ticked. The atmosphere was thick and no one could breathe for a while.

Molly held her breath - she didn't know what to do. She didn't understand why Justin was here and Rory wasn't.

And who was Justin anyway?

Molly scrunched her eyebrows and her body was shaking, her hand was still tightly placed in Brian's palm. For some reason, it comforted her and frankly was the only thing that was keeping her sane at the moment. She couldn't help but feel sorry for herself as she looked at her so-called father.

Molly just grew sadder and sadder as she tried to figure out what was happening. Brian tried to get her attention by tapping her hand with his fingertips. When she didn't respond, Brian found her face had turned white as a sheet. "Mol?"

Molly ignored Brian as she was just staring at Justin. After a while, Molly broke into a fit of laughter - a sort of bitter chuckle that never seemed to end. Soon, her eyes were red and her laughter just grew stronger. Brian and Justin didn't know what to do - they didn't know why Molly was laughing in the first place and why it was taking her so long to stop laughing. They started to get uncomfortable.

Molly stopped abruptly and was just now staring at Justin. Gone was the curiosity that governed her stares before, this was just now pure resentment. Molly broke her hand away from Brian as she walked out of the room.

Brian was staring at the door where Molly had just vanished but his expression changed when Molly was stopped at the door by Justin's men. "Tony!" Brian called out.

Brian didn't have to say anything else - Tony knew what he meant. He took his gun out and fired it at the men at the door. Soon, the room was abuzz - there was wailing and people were scrambling. Molly, however, remained unfazed and just kept walking outside.

Tony shot the two men in their arms. Everyone in the room saw it.

"How dare you!" Justin didn't expect Brian could stoop so low. Where did he get the audacity to shoot his men? Did he not know that he just fired a gun at not one but two government officials?

Brian's eyes narrowed as he watched Molly go about her business as if nothing had happened. He felt Molly's sadness and he felt Molly get over that sadness as she walked out. He wanted to hurt the people who made Molly walk out.

Brian was so angry by this point that he could feel his heart rapidly beating. He kept a stoic face outside and killed any emotion that his eyes could show. "Justin, wow, that spirit!" He commented casually.

Justin tilted his head as he looked at Brian. There was something different about his eyes now - like Brian was threatening Justin by just one look.

Justin sneered at him,"Mr. Brian Long, here's some piece of advice for you. There are some things that you can't do. You don't and you can't make the rules."

"Oh, really?" Brian snickered,"Let's see then."

Brian was not ashamed of anything. In fact, he was proud even. He arrogantly put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the door stopping only for a while to turn his head and harshly warn Justin,"Even a tiger will not eat its own cubs. Mr. Justin Yan, escape while you still can." Brian relished at the sight of Justin growing angrier and angrier. He looked at him defiantly before walking away to follow Molly.

Molly held herself tightly as she walked along the street. The bustling crowd and city lights didn't bother her at all - she was way into deep in her own thoughts.

She was not a toy, she was a person. Wasn't there anyone who cared about her at all? She didn't need her family. Was that all right? She didn't need her father. Was that okay?

She didn't need anyone.

But how come?

How come no one accepted her?

Why couldn't they just leave her alone? They were just playing with her as if she was a toy or a doll so easily put out and back in the box.

When she was young, she thought Rory was her father. Later on, they told her that that wasn't true. From then on, she thought Steve, who had been living with her and her mother for so many years, was her father. But she found out that that wasn't true too because apparently, Rory really was her father. She just couldn't handle it anymore. All the back and forth so she decided that she didn't need a father anymore. She was resentful towards Rory. But how was it that now they were telling her that Justin was her father?

She didn't want to know what was going on because she knew that none of that was her business.

But why did they have to play with her? As if she was a toy? Playing with her feelings?