Lisa gazed into Mark. To her eyes, he was absolutely adorable. Whenever she saw him, she thought back to that winter when Brian and Molly were still together. She'd never seen Brian like that. At that time, even though Brian never showed it in his face, she could tell how happy he was with Molly by his side.
She could not help but sigh as she recalled this. Her mind was still racing as she left the garden. Mark had already been here for several days and he was adjusting quite well, polite and friendly to everyone. Except for one thing: he acted entirely different around Brian. It was like they were enemies. It was like living proof of the old proverb: "A father's worst enemy is his own son."
"Mom," Lucy said as she looked at Brian, "Are you sure that he's Brian and Molly's son?"
Lucy was abroad when all of this happened so she was excited to come back when she heard the news. She was so surprised that she couldn't get out a single word. As the years passed, so many things had changed and that included her love towards Brian.
"Yes, Mr. Brian said so himself that Mark is his son." Lisa responded as she walked back towards the kitchen to prepare for dinner. Since Mark had started living here, Brian always came back to have dinner with him no matter how busy he was.
Lucy was still standing, mouth agape, still shocked at Lisa's words. She fixed her gaze at Mark who was staring intently at the piece of cake that Lisa had just brought him. The cake was still untouched. A gleam seemed to shine from her eyes.
*
The night breeze this summer was cool and pleasant.
Molly stood at the entrance of the Grand Night Casino where she had been waiting for Brian. She waited for days on end only to be disappointed by the end of each day. She knew that Brian was deliberately avoiding her but she didn't have any other options. She missed Mark so much she was about to go crazy. She wasn't even allowed to look at Brian from a distance.
During the day, she waited for him at the Emp Stock Exchange. When night came, she would transfer to the Grand Night Casino. Even if she knew that Brian was purposely avoiding her, she didn't have any other options but to talk to him this way. She knew very well that Mark was just in the villa but she just couldn't get in. And she feared that Brian wouldn't let her visit Mark even on her court-regulated visitation days.
People stared at her as she stood there for hours on end - in fact, some were already used to seeing her there. They thought she was a doorman of some sort.
She stood there among the crowd, her face emotionless. Standing not too far away was Spark who was keeping his eyes on Molly. During those days, he had been secretly following her. Even though he thought that what Molly was doing was useless, he didn't try to stop her at all.
After all, next to Molly, he was the one affected the most by Mark's departure. His heart stung every time he remembered the coldness in Mark's eyes when he spat, "I hate you." Those were the first and last words Mark ever said to them. He couldn't believe what he was hearing.
Since that, they never saw Mark again. They wouldn't even know where Brian had taken him had Eric not told them that Mark was at A City.
Spark didn't trust Eric, but if it made Molly, and if it would give them a chance to see Mark then he didn't mind taking the risk.
"Spark, why don't you tell Molly to go back?" Manny suggested. He sighed as he looked at these two people - he couldn't do anything about all of this.
Manny didn't really know anything about Brian. The only thing he knew was that he was a powerful man. It seemed like they couldn't see him anyway. No one could stop Brian from doing what he wanted to do. Nothing was wrong that if Brian wanted them to visit Mark but if he didn't then that was another story.
Brian was sitting in his car, staring at Molly. Molly looked smaller, thinner somehow. She looked so fragile like she could be blown away with the wind.
When his car passed Molly, he withdrew his gaze. Molly's eyes lit up when she spotted Brian inside the car. Before she knew it, she started running towards the car. She wanted to stop the car before it went into the parking or she would have wasted another day for nothing.
She quickened her pace when she realized this. When she reached a corner, she jumped in front of the car with her eyes closed and arms flailing about. The car screeched to a halt.
"Stupid woman!" Brian cursed as he sneered at Molly.
"Mr. Brian Long, what do I do?" Tony asked. He couldn't tell what Brian was thinking because if he had turned his head then Molly wouldn't have seen him.
Brian didn't answer Tony. When Molly saw the car had stopped, she ran towards the back seat and opened the door, yelling at Brian, "I want to see Mark!"
Brian kept looking ahead as if he couldn't hear Molly.
When she noticed he wasn't going to respond, she asked again, "Bri- ahh!"
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