Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 661

Since A City was in neither sea nor land boundaries, it had caused drug dealings to sprout everywhere mostly because its economy was largely dependent on casinos and it was no secret that if there was gambling, most likely there would be pornography and drug usage too. This meant the city was already boiling underneath. It was just being covered by a very expensive pot lid. Edgar knew, from his five years here, that while the situation could be controlled, it couldn't be stopped altogether. And what more if you wanted to control the figures, that was even more difficult.

Jennifer swiftly stared at Edgar—an air of arrogance wafting around her.

"I," Edgar said rather calmly and gravely, "will be waiting for that."

He kept his eyes on Jennifer for a moment before withdrawing his sight. He continued to preside the meeting in that rigid way of his. It wasn't until their meeting was over and Edgar had finally left the room that everyone was able to catch their breath. They also all turned to look at Jennifer sympathetically.

Edgar returned to his office, followed by Bill. "Sir, we already know what happened in Becky Yan's accident," Bill said.

"It's the International Black League's operational methods," Edgar said flatly. He threw his notebook on his desk and turned around to look at Bill, who looked shocked. Edgar added, "It's also their operational method to make a dead person die a second time. It's nothing new."

"Then, should we continue the investigation?" Bill prompted, confused. He wondered why Edgar would ask him to investigate when he already knew everything.

"No," Edgar said as he looked out the window. The sky looked as heavy as his heart felt. In reality, he asked Bill to investigate still because he wanted to prove something. "Let the police handle it," he added.

Bill curled his mouth and shrugged, "Okay. Then I'll go back to work."

Edgar walked towards the window. He took his glasses off and rubbed the bridge of his nose with his fingers. He took out a piece of cloth from his pocket and used it to wipe his glasses. With a sneer on his face, he muttered, "Uncle Steven, Molly will always be your daughter."

His low voice echoed through his office. Placing the glasses back to the bridge of his nose, Edgar looked out the window at the high buildings in haze.

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An airplane just landed at the A City airport braving the hazy skies.

Wing and Weston got off the plane and entered a VIP passage to get to the airport. Wing was looking around with her suitcase in hand when she saw a man reading the paper, sitting by the window of the VIP room.

Wing and Weston looked at one another with smiles on their faces as they headed towards him.

"Brian,"

Wing called his name lightly. As she walked, her silky straight hair floated gracefully.

Putting the newspaper aside, Brian looked at Wing, with a faint smile on his thin lips. Tony took Wing and Weston's luggage as they all made their way to leave the airport and get going.

Tony sent their luggage to the hotel, while Brian drove Wing and Weston to the mansion of Mr. Song.

Before they arrived at the mansion, the sky turned dark, and soon the rain fell too.

"Brian, where's Molly?" Wing asked, scanning Brian with her bright eyes. He wasn't able to conceal his sadness from her despite the rigid look on his face.