Brian quietly walked in the room with the sound of his footsteps muffled by the thick carpet. He stood by the bed Molly was sleeping in and gazed at her face in the dim light by the wall lamp. He leaned over to smooth over her knitted brows. He smiled at this bitterly and sat next to her just staring at her face. He was so near her yet their hearts were so distanced from one another.
Brian didn't know how long he stayed there but he eventually left. Before he did, he saw a bunch of newspapers on the bedside table with red marks scribbled all over. He was smiling as he walked out of the room.
The sun rose to welcome the morning.
Molly got up very early in order to look for a job. She quickly washed her face and brushed her teeth, and changed her clothes. She stuffed the newspapers in her bag and went downstairs. When she passed the dining room, she was surprised to see Brian was having breakfast there but she ignored him and just continued walking glancing only slightly.
"Don't you have manners?" Brian said coldly.
Molly paused, took a deep breath, and turned her head, "I have to go get a job so I'm not having breakfast here. Enjoy, though," she said simply. Then she turned around and left.
At that moment, Lisa was just coming out of the kitchen with a plate of steamed buns in hand. She saw the whole thing happen. She slowly placed the plate on the dining table and avoided Brian's gaze, sighing all the while.
"You don't have to cook so much," Brian said flatly, "Lucy must be expecting you and John to go there earlier. You can let John drive you."
"Okay," Lucy didn't see herself as an outsider in this villa at that moment. She knew Brian too well.
Brian finished eating, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and left. As Tony drove by, he passed by Molly who seemed to be in a hurry. The villa was in a secluded, private road that taxis didn't pass through.
"Mr. Brian, aren't we going to offer Mrs. Molly Long a ride?" Tony offered.
Brian felt his heart twist at the sight of Molly walking along the road in a haste, "Let her be," he said coldly.
The car passed Molly and as she watched the car disappear, she slowed down her steps. She tried to convince herself that it was okay but she couldn't deny that it stung.
Molly pressed her lips tightly and stiffened her grip on her bag. She had to take a few deep breaths to calm herself down before she continued walking down the mountain.
When Molly arrived at the interview - there were tons of people milling around filling out forms. So many people had apparently applied because the troupe that was hiring was famous and offering good compensation - higher than the regular salary for assistants. Since she had worked as Spark's assistant for a couple of years, she had already grown accustomed to this industry.
"Fill out the form first," The recruiter said as he handed Molly a piece of paper. Molly did as she was told and handed it back to the recruiter. She quickly glanced at the form and hastily said, "Just wait over there. We'll call you for your interview,"
Molly sat at the corner as she always did, she liked sitting at the corner because she felt safest here.
Time flew by and soon it was almost noon. There were three people before Molly and about twenty more after her. Molly started to lose her hope because so many people were competing against her.
She was supposed to add her work experience as Spark's assistant in her resume on the form she filled out but she gave it up.
"Molly Xia!"
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