Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 338

Brian gently stroke her swollen cheeks with his fingers. She had slapped him out of anger. When the anger was gone, she wept and passed out in his arms. Even when she was unconscious, she still frowned at the pain as he touched her face. Brian's heart ached.

Yes, she blamed him. And she was right in doing so. He should not have made her come back to the Grand Night Casino. Worse, he should not have made her come back to work in such a dangerous situation. He should have locked her up in the cottage, at least she wouldn't have been humiliated again.

"Find out who sent those people," Brian said as he looked affectionately at Molly who was a total mess now. His voice was arctic cold.

"Okay!" Tony replied, as the car arrived at the hospital.

Brian carried Molly out of the car and took her to the doctor. Two hours passed after the doctor had examined her and gave her medication. Brian was struck by mixed feelings as he watched her sleep comfortably and peacefully on the bed after a tensed day. It felt as bitter as goldthread root one moment and as sweet as honey the next. These two different kinds of feelings intertwined in his heart, confusing him. He didn't know what to do with Molly.

She was the first one who had dared to slap him. Twice!

Brian really had the urge to strangle her to death. But at the sight of her swollen face, his eyes softened. He felt a surge of love and pity rise in him.

Tony's phone rang. "Mr. Brian Long, Adele and Melvin are on," Tony said in a low voice.

Brian's eyes were still focused on Molly. He took Molly's hand in his big palm and examined it. Minor scratches were scattered throughout her hand, making her hand look all the more rough. Nevertheless, holding her hand, Brian felt a sense of satisfaction. The feeling was much like... Yes, it was happiness.

Brian frowned slightly. Thinking back about everything that had happened today, he felt annoyed. He narrowed his eyes and quickly, he came back to his senses. He said in a mischievous tone, "Notify Shane that I want Adele to win."

Petrified, Tony replied, "Mr. Brian Long..."

"This gambling is specially set up for her. I will certainly make her wish come true," Brian said nonchalantly. The simple remark which had tumbled out of his mouth meant that the Qin Group would lose its stock which was worth billions.

Tony glanced at Molly and quickly nodded at Brian. Then he left the ward and drove towards the casino.

By the time Tony arrived, Jason had already solved everything. He hadn't killed them, but they were as good as dead. They were pretty much useless now since all their limbs were disabled for good. Jason was decisive and quick in his movements. No treatment could get those men back on their feet. A very miserable life awaited them.

"Does Mr. Brian Long want to get involved in the gambling?" Jason asked with a smile. "He seems to be losing his temper much more than usual recently."

"I don't think it's a good thing," Tony sneered.

Jason shrugged and raised his eyebrows, "When you are in love, even the toughest man becomes as gentle as the breeze."

"You have come up with the same theory that Harrow did," Tony snorted, "Judging from the current situation, the more Brian gets involved in Molly's matters, the more dangerous it will become."

"Mr. Brian Long is a person who likes taking risks," Jason said. He patted Tony's shoulder and glanced at the monitor. Adele won the round. He smiled and said, "Someone like Shane would be much sought-after even in Las Vegas. Why is he willing to follow Mr. Brian Long and play around the world for him?"

Tony admired Shane's perfect skills, but didn't say anything in return. Mr. Brian Long was ferocious and cold-hearted, but he would risk his life if it was for his bosom friends. And it was difficult to find a boss like him. Mr. Brian Long never abandoned his men even if his life was in danger. They were loyal to him and liked to be around him because he took good care of them too.

But what did Shane's talent have to do with Molly?

Tony wondered. It suddenly came to him that they had drifted away from the original topic. He looked at Jason and said, "We were talking about how Mr. Brian Long feels about Molly."

"Tony," Jason said while still focusing on the monitor, "Love is kind of a private thing. No one can help them, not even Mr. Long or Mrs. Long. It is Mr. Brian Long's own business. No matter how it ends, we are not supposed to get involved. It's true that we both want to protect Mr. Brian Long, but..." Jason looked at Tony and continued to say, "we cannot interfere in his personal matters. Like I said, even the strongest man become weak when it comes to love."

Tony frowned. He couldn't understand Jason and Harrow's love theories. He had never fallen in love before. "It's really annoying to talk to you guys who have already been hurt by love,"

he said as he stood up and walked outside. Jason felt beaten by him. He grimaced and then forced a smile.

He thought, 'Yes, that's right. And only when the arrogant Brian truly understands what love is and feels the pain it offers, would he get to know what he really wants in his heart.'

*

Imperial Garden Mansions

Justin was sitting on the sofa and watching the nightly news. The news reported that progress had been made on the reform and reconstruction of A City after the new mayor, Edgar, had taken office, but it didn't mention what he would do to get rid of the casinos, the tumor of the city.

Justin smiled disdainfully. The conservative party had sent Edgar to A City to be the mayor, and the title was only the springboard for Edgar to enter the central government. But Edgar had taken his duties seriously and had started the project of urban construction in A City. That was funny.

"Vice president, you have a call," Jona said, handing the cellphone to Justin, "It's your brother."

Justin frowned and took the phone. He answered the call and placed the phone to his ear, "What's up?"

"I want to ask what's your attitude towards Molly." Rory's voice came through from the other end of the line. There was a trace of estrangement in the tone of the conversation.

"What kind of attitude do you expect from me?" Justin stood up and walked to the terrace. He looked up at the dark sky and replied to Rory's question, "There are things which we can't really control, you know."

"But Becky is my only daughter," Rory said indifferently, "You know how important she is to me."