Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 656

Brian furrowed his eyebrows, took one long stare at Spark, turned around and left with big confident strides.

The moment he left, people in the big room began to talk to one another, bursting the silence with their loud noise.

"Who is this Molly Xia?"

"Exactly, even I was wondering who is she?" "Is she so attractive?" one woman said with a sneer, looking at Spark.

Fly, with her hands around her chest, hummed coldly, "I guess Molly is Mr. Brian Long's lover, only to warm his bed..." She deliberately uttered the last word with an emphasis in a slow tone and looked at Spark hoping he heard her innuendo.

Hearing her words, Spark suddenly turned his sharp eyes to face her and coldly said: "I dare you to say that again!"

"I..." Just as Fly was about to defend her words, she was pulled away by someone.

Myra looked around and said, "Molly's identity, is none of your concern. Just mind your own bloody business. Why do you care so much about others?"

"Exactly!" Little Cutie said, full of anger.

The Troupe Head also hurried to ease the growing tension, gave a fierce stare at Fly, then hurried to appease Spark. For he had his own motives in mind. From what he had witnessed, Molly should definitely be kept in the Troupe, not only because of Mr. Brian Long's generous sponsorship, but now also because of Spark. Maybe he could get Spark to participate with Molly's influence.

As Molly got out of the club, she stood by road's curb to hail a taxi.

Somehow she wondered if God himself was deliberately against her or what it was with her rotten luck, for now, she couldn't even hail a cab.

Looking back, Molly realized that Brian too had stepped out of the club. She took a deep breath, looked at the rushing traffic, which drew a bright galactic road at night. Biting her teeth, she walked right up to the bus stop near the Troupe.

Brian looked at Molly and turned around to pick up his car. Molly looked back to find that Brian was no longer following her. She felt relieved, then pursed her lips and continued to walk in the bus stop's direction.

She walked while keeping her head down. Her mind was now a mess, like the wildly sprawling weeds. She didn't know what game Brian was going to play now, but she couldn't afford to participate in this little ploy of his anymore.

Taking a deep breath, Molly tried to hide her burdening pain and strode toward the bus stop, but just when she arrived at the bus stop, a Benz, which never be seen at the bus stop, stopped there, dazzlingly.

The people waiting at the station pointed at the car and kept talking about it in hushed tones. Molly looked at the black car and couldn't understand what she was feeling.