Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 324

"Yeah. And Mr. Long seems to like her. A lot." Lucy acted all childlike and innocent. But secretly, she was enjoying the reaction she was getting from Becky. She might get her drama after all. "There was a snowstorm the other day, and Mr. Long even built a snowman with Molly in the middle of the night."

Lucy paid close attention to Becky's facial expressions when she spoke. And when she saw Becky was clearly not happy about what she said, she added even more fuel to the fire. "Molly took off once, and hoped to leave for good. But Mr, Long brought her back here. I don't know why. He maintains she's a maid, but her bedroom is right next to his, and she doesn't really have much to do. Not very maid-like."

Becky's breath came in short gasps when she heard Lucy's words. Red-faced, she clenched her hands into tight fists, and trembled as she gritted her teeth. Then she opened her mouth again, but she couldn't even get the words out properly. "Brian... Last night, Brian..."

"Last night he went out with Molly. No clue where though, or what they did. But dad went to pick them up and brought them back here." Lucy chose her words carefully, deliberately leaving out other parts of the story. She felt elated to see Becky now. The girl was practically shaking with fury, and Lucy was extremely happy about it.

'Hey, Molly. Now that Becky's back, where will you go? You can't stay here now. So, wanna bet me how many days he'll let you stay here before you get kicked out?' Lucy thought viciously.

Right when she had this thought, Molly came out of the kitchen with a glass of orange juice in her hand. Lucy then told Becky,"Miss Yan, Molly has your juice." After a second she added,"Mr. Long has been busy all morning..."

Becky knew what Lucy was suggesting, and she smiled.

Molly brought the glass of orange juice to Becky. And looking at Becky's perfect face, Molly got nervous just being around her. She couldn't see, but that didn't help anything. In fact, that presented an even bigger problem.

She couldn't speak, and Becky couldn't see. How would she let Becky know that she was right there with her glass of juice? Maybe she could guide her hands to the glass. But how could she do that without being rude? She had no idea at all.

Lips pursed, Molly turned to look at Lucy. Lucy pretended not to know what was going on, and said,"Miss Yan, I'd like to be excused. I have some sketching to do. I need to get ready."

"Yeah, of course," Becky answered.

Lucy turned to walk away, and when she was at the door, she turned back and glanced at Molly with scheming eyes. And right as she closed the door behind her, she glanced at Becky. There was a cold smirk on her lips. It was small, but showed how vicious she was. There was no way this would go well.

Molly was still pondering how to give the glass of orange juice to Becky, when Becky's voice interrupted her thoughts. "Molly?"