Brian looked at Molly with deep loving eyes and was about to say something when Eric interrupted him,"Wow, this is so memorable. How could we not take some pictures of these shining under this beautiful light?"
He took out his phone, pulled Molly in front of the snowmen, pulling his arms around her shoulder and began taking selfies with her. As Eric went on clicking pictures, he asked Brian in a challenging tone,"Would you like to take one with us?"
Brian looked at Molly's optimistic eyes and let his eyes glance over Eric's arms which were still around her shoulder. "No, this is all too childish," he said in a cold voice. He then turned around to walk right back into the mansion.
Molly dropped her eyes to hide her sadness and then forced a smile. Eric looked at her with a glimmer of jealousy. "Brian only took pictures during his childhood. After that, he has never taken any pictures," he said in a bid to console him.
Molly looked up at him and shrugged to prove the point that she was fine. Then she made a gesture indicating that she wanted to sleep.
"Sure, let's head inside. You've been in the cold yard the entire night. Take a warm bath before you go to sleep, okay?"
Eric said as he walked Molly inside the mansion with his arms around her shoulder to keep her warm. Molly was very sad to break loose from his embrace and walked inside with him. She turned around to see the snowmen one last time before she stepped inside.
'Bri, thank you for such a wonderful night. No matter what happens in the future, I will never forget what you did for me tonight!
Eric, thank you for what you did too. I know you only want to provoke your brother. But still thank you for making the time and joining us."
Molly thought to herself with gratitude.
At the Matterhorn Glacier, Shirley bent over the hotel's table and watched Soul of Love sickness which had been processed. "Richie, 17 down and there is only one more to go," she said with a content and assuring smile.
Eighteen was indeed her lucky number as she met the man who meant everything to her when she was just 18-years-old.
Richie didn't respond and instead keep looking at the computer screen in front of him, with a growing frown. There was resignation on his face.
"What's wrong?" Shirley asked as she saw his cold and withdrawn expression. She leaned in close to see the code on the computer and asked with a vacant look,"Is something wrong with XK Intelligence Agency?"
"Brian has done something with my database," Richie said in a cool and composed tone,"He simply won't let it go. He just wants to know more and won't stop at nothing."
"Are you referring to Little Molly's background?" asked Shirley curiously.
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