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.

adjustments, but

fingers were tapping on the keyboard so fast that they appeared a blur. The

the wine cabinet, but now he stood straight. He glanced again at the clock. Only

there was no time for Brian

hopeless, there was still some nervousness

knew that he, Harrow and Vincent were loyal to Brian and were experts in their fields. Each of them was

was

could no longer achieve his goal. There simply wasn't enough time for

the silence of the room. Before Harrow could even think of anything, his eyes lit up.

Brian replied in a cold, calm voice. Right then the share price

looked aloof. He admired his ability very much once more and promised himself

some would pursue status. As for Harrow, he just wanted

three glasses. At the moment, he didn't want to say anything and just wanted to drink a glass of wine with the men in the

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

Shirley thought about it, the angrier she became. She believed that she wasn't wrong and didn't cheat on him. He had just misunderstood her. Over the course of all these years, he knew clearly that she loved only him.

had even doubted her love for him!

about the reason why he distrusted her. She