Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 426

He kept thinking over and over, 'Should I let you go?' Then a stubborn part of him would argue, 'How can I just let you go like that?'

Someone called out his name. Brian didn't notice Tony standing behind him. His driver stood silently in a corner, observing his boss. Brian had returned to A City after his body recovered from extreme weight loss and fatigue. Tony noted how Brian seemed even more apathetic than before. After receiving a text message, he quietly walked towards Brian and reported, "Miss Xia still has not been found."

Brian opened his eyes slowly and stared outside. His voice was colder than the temperature outside. "How could it be? So without XK Intelligence Agency, I can't do something as simple as finding a missing person?!" he barked.

His outrage stunned Tony. With eyes slightly drooping, he reported, "Their efforts were thwarted in the process of searching for Miss Xia. There is also information from Mr. Eric Long that shadows have been dispatched to look for her. But they haven't found her either!"

Who, in this world, would be able to prevent him from finding a person, who knew about shadows like the back of his hand?

The answer was obvious. Only Richie Long, former leader of the Shadow Organization and current head of XK Intelligence Agency was the one person capable of doing all that.

The silence in the room was so oppressive that it made breathing difficult. Tony dared not move. It was apparent that Mr. Long's purpose was to cut all ties between Brian, Eric, and Molly. And Tony supported Mr. Long's efforts.

However, seeing Brian now, his heart grew heavy. From his observation, Tony saw that while Brian looked the same as before, he was a different man now.

"Go on looking for her," he ordered Tony. Then the driver heard Brian mumbling to himself, "We will meet again someday, won't we?"

It bothered Tony to hear Brian still so obsessed with Molly. He did not know why, but instinctively, he did not want to see that day come.

*

At Westminster, London, Britain

With her hands on her growing belly, Molly sat quietly on a bench by the roadside in Chinatown. With the light from red lanterns, the falling snowflakes created a fairyland atmosphere, just like in a dream.

"Lovely girl?"

Molly slowly turned her head to look at the man who spoke to her. She saw him sitting down beside her. She stared at him blankly for several minutes before realizing he was the drunkard she had seen before. Today, however, he looked refreshed except that his hair was still the same. It resembled a bird's nest sitting atop his head.

She gave a small smile in greeting. Molly arrived more than ten days ago, but her English had not improved, even by a little, because she spent a lot of time staring blankly into space. She didn't have plans to be in Chinatown even knowing it was the new year, because she was alone.

Seeing Molly there was a complete surprise, and the man suddenly became excited. He talked about what was going to happen that night. In his excitement, he didn't realize Molly hardly understood what he was saying until he saw the blank look on her face.

Still, he didn't mind this at all. Instead, he grabbed Molly's hand and pulled her up. Although shocked by his impulsiveness, she allowed herself to be led to a bar just ahead. He smiled at her encouragingly as they walked towards the bar.

The bar was owned by a Chinese. Since the place was called Chinatown, it was only logical that most of the people who moved around there were Chinese, including the owner of the bar. In his forties, the bar owner seemed very familiar with the man who was pulling Molly into his establishment. They exchanged pleasantries for several minutes before the owner finally greeted Molly with a wide smile and said to her in Chinese, "Nihao!"