Love Began with the First Meeting

Molly felt a bit disappointed when she saw him leave, but she quickly restrained her feeling.

Brian went back to his own bedroom, took a shower, changed his clothes and went downstairs.

Tony was still waiting for him downstairs. Seeing him come down, he greeted him respectfully,"Mr. Long!"

"How is it going at the Emp Exchange now?" Brian coldly asked as he walked outside.

"Harrow hasn't done anything," Tony briefly said. "He cannot make minute adjustments to the stock market index!"

Without saying anything, Brian walked out of the house and got in the car. Tony silently stared the car as it drove outside towards the Emp Exchange at high speed. There was less than an hour left before the share prices were fixed.

For that very reason, people waiting at the Exchange were getting increasingly excited and nervous. Everyone there was holding their breath in anticipation of the final moment.

Brian took the private elevator and arrived at the central control room. Harrow had already left, but when Tony told him that Brian was going there, he quickly came back.

The moment he entered the center control room, he saw Brian, who was frowning and furiously typing something. Brian looked calm, like a domineering and confident king who could do anything he wanted to.

Folding his arms across his chest, Harrow leaned against the wine cabinet and quietly watched the data flash across the screen. When he looked up at the clock, he found that there was ten minutes left before the closing quotation was set.

subtle adjustments, but was still hoping for a miracle to appear. He was

devoid of any emotion. His fingers were tapping on the keyboard so fast that they appeared a blur. The clock on the wall was ticking the atmosphere of the room into something

leaning against the wine cabinet, but now he

hope, thinking that there was no time for Brian to

felt hopeless, there was still some nervousness and stifled feeling behind

because he didn't know much about this field. Even though Harrow and Tony had been in a spat this morning, Tony knew that he, Harrow

ticked by and there was only one minute

believing that Brian could no longer achieve his goal.

prompt tone broke the silence of the room. Before Harrow could even think of anything, his eyes lit

a cold, calm voice. Right then the

admired his ability very much once more and

pursue status. As for Harrow, he just wanted to spend his whole life pursuing a bosom friend who

wanted to drink a glass of wine with the men in the room for celebrating his correct choice and the lucky thing that he had found his bosom friend.

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on the sofa, lost in her thoughts. She had hoped earlier that Richie would not be angry with her

angrier she became. She believed that she wasn't wrong and didn't cheat on him. He had just misunderstood her. Over the course

why he had even doubted her love for

want to think about the reason why he distrusted