Love Began with the First Meeting

Chapter 375 The Game Unfolding (Part Two)



Chapter 375 The Game Unfolding (Part Two)

That certainly had crossed his mind. "For now, it is best to let him be. Dragon Island isn't some ordinary place. It is a damn political warzone and we may only get in the way. At the meantime, we wait and when an opportunity comes, we strike." he said after a few moments of contemplating.

Understanding, Jona agreed and was about to say when Justin's phone rang.

He gestured for him to wait as he took the call.

"Mr. Yan, I've sent you the detailed information.", a female's heavy voice answered from another line.

"The next action will be on your judgment." she added.

This brought a smirk on his face as he answered, "Indeed, you are truly an elite of the team, Jenifer.

Your performance is truly unmatched. Your delivery of complete and detailed information in such a short period of time is so amazing. Because of that, you deserve a bigger standing." "Mr. Yan, we're partners. We take what we need. Your praise is irrelevant." Jenifer said, her voice was cold and aloof.

"I'll wait for the good news."

"Noted."

He hung up and gestured for Jona to come, "Jenifer had sent her plan. You do what it suggests.

However, we need to make changes for our strategy for Steven."

An evil gleam graced his face, contorting a dark aura on him.

*

VIP Ward, Private Hospital of Dragon Empire Group

Since she came from the restaurant, Becky remained quiet mainly because she had no reason.

Wing glanced at Eric and sighed. After a while, she shook her head, waving her thoughts away and left the ward as Eric followed.

"Wing, do you know where Little Molly and Brian went?", he caught up with her.

She turned to him and answered, "No, I didn't see them when I came back."

Upon seeing a nearby bench in the corridor, she walked to it and sat. Eric trailed after her and sat, maintaining a good distance in between. She started, "Eric, what's the real score between the three of you?" Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

"What do you mean?"

Remembering his talk with his brother, Eric broke into a playful smile and said, "Isn't it obvious? I've decided to leave Becky and pursue Little Molly."

"Really?"

Confusion crossed her eyes as she narrowed her gaze. "You seem to like whatever Brian likes, especially when it comes to women.

First, it's Becky. Now, it's Molly."

A smile, half meeting his eyes, plastered on his face to conceal his emotions.

"Do you mean Brian loves Little Molly?", his voice was careful, eyes staring straight into her eyes.

Wing shrugged as a small gesture of yes and asked, "I want to know how you feel towards her." "It's pretty clear, Wing. I am pursuing her. That's it," he casually replied.

"I am serious this time.

Now, I do it completely for myself.

I like her and I want her," he added, his voice dropping a note as his eyes mirrored an expression, leaving Wing in awe.

His eyes conveyed resolute and finality of his decision.

"What if…", she coughed midway, linking her thoughts and carefully assessing his temperament.

"What if your brother likes her too?", she continued, carefully threading her words.

"How come?"

Feigning ignorance as his best getaway, he continued, "Brian would give up anything but not Becky. She had his heart all these years. How could he change his mind too soon?"

"What if there is really a change?"

Wing prodded. Challenging his reasoning was a bold move.

The question truly bothered him and it reflected on his face. "Then, he and I will fight each other for her. Let's see who will come out as the victor,"

he said in a soft voice, looking down.

A solemn look grew on Wing's face. At that moment, Eric and Uncle almost had similar appeal. Though at the moment, he differs greatly from the charming and caring Uncle Frank. Eric had the feel of dangerous aura around him, making him distant and strange to her.

"Wing, will Brian fall in love with Little Molly?" he asked, back to his cheerful, playful self. It almost seemed like he had an alter ego: the one earlier was one of them and now there's this.

He knew the answer long before he asked. He wasn't blind or dumb to ignore Brian's actions towards her. Despite all the warning signs, he turned a blind eye on them. As long as Brian remained confused and uncertain about his feelings, he stood a bigger chance. However, with Wing's appearance, there would be changes.

Or everything would become different.

"Yes."

Wing's reply came short and sure. Avoiding his piercing eyes, she continued her words "He may be unsure of his heart but I know he loves her and I don't want the two of you to fight over a woman."

"We won't," he quickly said.

Laughing, he further added.

"We didn't break our bond over Becky. We certainly wouldn't do that over Molly."

BANG!

The sudden noise surprised them. They turned to the direction and found Becky, weak and pale, standing by the ward's door. She wasn't looking at them but she felt their eyes on her.

Wing feared how much of their conversation Becky had heard. Despite that, she still went to her to help Becky only to be pushed away. Becky quickly walked inside her room, closing the door loudly. A part of her was glad that she heard their talk. It is better for her to know it sooner than later. After all, the truth will surface in a matter of time. With this, she will have a clear choice in her decisions.

Behind the closed door, Becky had her back against the wall. A hand was on her mouth, against her quivering lips and her frightened face.

The realization of Brian's love and affection for someone within a month when she was away made her feel afraid.

How could he do this to her?

The idea of him falling for someone else, especially someone used to warm his bed was beyond her comprehension. She couldn't accept it!

'Molly is just a tool to pressure me to go back to him, right? How can a nobody like her capture his elusive heart?', she thought as tears came cascading from her eyes down to her cheeks.

Anger and depression clouded her heart as she thought of the two. She felt cheated and neglected.

As she pushed her back off the door, she struggled to stand on her shaky, weak legs and stumbled to the bed. Hastily, she took her phone from the side table and called Rory.

Rory had his focus on the events within M City. As he observed, everything had been going great on the company he recently brought. However, the stock price plummeted all of a sudden. He went to A City to meet with Harrow, the Head of the EMP to cooperate. The partnership would pave a way to resolve the problems in M City.

As he enjoyed the silence while reading the project plan, his phone rang, reflecting Becky's number. He was about to accept the call when a far-away understanding crossed his mind. This made the smile disappear on his face as he turned serious. "What's the matter, Becky?"

"Dad, I need my vision back. I want to see everyone and everything."

She cried when she heard his voice.

A search for a donor for retina is long and hard journey. Even the powerful Mr. Brian Long couldn't find one, much less him.

He adored and loved his daughter. As long as she remained with Mr. Brian Long, she will lead a fruitful life even when she couldn't see, "I will try my best."

With a soothing voice, Becky calmed as he continued, "Don't cry, love. How about we go out and grab some food?" "It's no use if we can even find a donor."

Becky reasoned and sighed, "We already have found a lot of donors. But they do not match!

Elias said the greatest donor should be a sibling, but I don't have any.

"I am going blind and I'll never be able to see anything anymore. This will make Brian leave. Can't you see that I'm in great despair?! Do you even understand me?"

His ears almost missed the words she uttered as he grieved for his daughter's pain,. "What did you say?" he asked in shock.

"It would match if the donor is your sibling?" No one answered on the other line as the cries continued."Becky, you have a sister," Rory added hurriedly, "You remember Ruby? She is your sister."


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