Love Began with the First Meeting

The man was the embodiment of pride. How could she see him live under the shadow of others?

Firmly, she said, "I believe you!" Looking him in the eye, she demanded, "You will live up to that belief, won't you?"

At that moment, all thought of modesty fled from Molly. She was putting her faith in Brian. She did not want him to lose because she was terrified to see him fail. It wasn't her desire to see Brian humiliated.

But Brian only smiled and gently rubbed Molly's lips with callused fingers. He turned around as his sharp eyes bored into his opponent. Then with a voice so cold, he announced, "Let's begin!"

The people surrounding the table held their breath at the announcement. Several more from other tables were attracted as well and moved towards the area. Meanwhile, in the control room, a huge screen was focused on the table with the roulette wheel. Shane, who was gently swirling a glass of wine in one hand, never let his eyes stray from the monitor. Although Brian Long did set up the casino, he didn't necessarily possess special gambling skills. When he sat down to play, he usually won because of luck and a lot of observation. And mostly, his gambling was limited to chess or cards because these games could be learned. The roulette, however, required extremely sharp eyes and skills. At the same time, there were several unstable factors to consider.

As he thought about it, Shane frowned. "Isn't Mr. Brian Long playing too big this time?" Like many in the audience, he wondered why Brian made a big deal out of a midnight snack with Molly. Why would he sacrifice like this? He mumbled, "He's quite possessive." Then Shane shifted his focus on Hanson and his brows furrowed unintentionally. "Who is this man anyway? Mr. Brian Long just arrived, so how could he attract Mr. Long's attention," he murmured.

The atmosphere downstairs was becoming extremely tense at that moment. Hanson held three silver balls in his hand while Brian looked at him indifferently. Both had given their six numbers. Brian placed his bets on the numbers 6, 8, 11, 19, 21, and 27. Hanson chose almost the same set of numbers, except for 21, which he replaced with 00.

by Molly in the previous rounds, while the others were his. Every single one had special significance for both Molly and

lips to form a mocking smile, Hanson threw one of his balls with a flash of coldness in the motion. Due to the law of inertia, the wheel spun quickly from the force. With excellent timing, Brian followed by throwing one of his own balls into the roulette wheel. Then, with exact the same procedure, they tossed in their second balls. The evil smile on Hanson's

excitement. At some point, Hanson was thinking of deliberately tossing his third ball a second later than Brian to prevent any cheating, but his expression changed all of

down, and with every person's eyes on them, they landed in the slots with the numbers 6, 8, 11, 19, and

sighed. The audience were anticipating something dramatic or unexpected, but it didn't look

her hands anxiously. She looked at the steel ball that continued to spin and hoped it would miss the number 27 slot. This way,

big hand cover her twisting hands, and she instinctively turned to Brian.

gone quiet, and the crowd's eyes were suddenly wide open as they watched

smiled and shook his head as if he was helpless, then mumbled, "Mr. Brian Long's double-hit trick seemed to have improved

steel ball so that it would hit the first ball that was about to stop, and let this hit Hanson's last ball. Using the