Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 367

"True identity?" Wing asked blankly. When she had asked Brian about it, he had explained everything to her. Brian had schemed to force her to stay by his side to be his 'plaything', as Brian had put it.

Eric looked at Brian and snorted, then he said coldly, "Little Molly is Becky's younger sister."

"What?!" Wing exploded, her eyes wide open. She turned towards Brian, searching for an answer. When Brian did not deny it, she pulled a long face.

Wing thought, 'No wonder Molly seemed weird when I mentioned Becky. Nevertheless, even if they are sisters, she does not have to give up her love for her sister's sake.

There must be something wrong with their relationship. They might not have the same parents.' Wing looked at Brian. He was stone-faced.

He was discontented with Eric for disclosing the relationship between Molly and Becky. With a gloomy face, he turned towards Wing and said indifferently, "Please don't meddle between them anymore."

Wing's face was overcast with gloom. She could not help but blame herself. But for Molly's sake, she hoped more than anything else that Brian would see his own heart clearly. She asked, "Could you make that clearer for me?"

But Brian did not say another word. Silence had fallen around the table once again.

While their silence weighted the air at the table, the atmosphere in the lady's room was also turning oppressive.

Molly looked at Becky in a daze. The standoff at the moment was very similar to the scene from her childhood days, except that Becky was blind now. Everything else was the same as before. Becky stood in front of her with a domineering attitude, while Molly was reduced to being as humble as a beggar.

"Molly, would you agree to leave Brian?" Becky asked while trying hard to maintain her elegance and preventing herself from looking too desperate.

Molly bit her lips as she did not know how to answer that question.

"You are able to speak now." Becky had learned a lot from Lucy about what had happened in her absence, and she had found out that Molly had not been able to speak. She said, "Answer my question."

"Miss...Miss Yan..." Molly took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and said, "I'm afraid you have misunderstood."

"Misunderstood?" Becky sneered, "Don't think that I'm not aware that you had been living in the villa in my absence. And not as a maidservant, but as a bed warmer for Brian."

Molly's face turned pale at her words. She bit her lips as she silently listened to Becky. They were harsh words, but they were the truth. She could not stop her heart from quivering.