Love Began with the First Meeting

"I just came here and it already doesn't smell too good," came a voice with a slightly mocking tone. The person sat opposite to Brian and Molly, "Mr. Brian, I'm afraid I was too late to watch the show?"

Brian didn't even look up but Molly did. She saw Hanson who was clad in a gray suit and black shirt, sitting opposite to them. He looked clean and crisp now like before when he was at the Grand Night Casino—unlike this morning, when he had just woken up and had't had time to fix himself. He looked cunning with his hair resting on part of his face concealing some parts of his eyes. His lips were slightly parted as if forming a twisted plan—he was good-looking to say the least.

"Aaron's getting ready downstairs," Brian said as he put some diced mango on Molly's place, "Chester hasn't arrived yet," he finished.

"Hmm?" Hanson seemed quite surprised, "Is it possible that he won't come even after we told him to?"

Suddenly, Brian raised his eyes to meet Hanson's eyes. He spoke gradually, "I don't like people who think too highly of themselves."

Pursing his lips, Hanson mumbled, "Can't I crack a joke..." He widened his eyes briefly enough that Brian didn't see it then he turned to Molly and said, "Seriously, how can you handle him?"

wasn't expecting that Hanson would talk to her. She froze—unsure what to say.

at him, he wore a light smile on his face and said to Molly, "I'm gonna get a drink." He stood up and left. As he made his way to the bar, he ran into Aaron and Ximena. When he had already walked past them, he stopped in his tracks, frowned, and looked back. He didn't remove his sight until Aaron and Ximena was already sitting down opposite to Brian. At that moment, a waiter who was carrying a tray of

he could not remember when he had met her before. Finally he could do nothing but shrug slightly, giving up. With the glass of wine in his hand, he walked around the wine party. When he met the people who had been together with him at Grand Night Casino in recent days, they greeted

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waiting was a Spyker SUV parked. The light from the street lamps reflected unto the SUV shedding off a faint light. It was quite a sight for sore eyes

sure you can beat Hanson?" the person on the driver's seat

quite skilled at card games. It was all just child's play to him. "I didn't start playing by cheating. I'd only learned that halfway until eventually our master stopped teaching me. That's why I haven't met

on the driver's seat turned around to look at Chester and said coldly, "How can you boast to me about how good you are in the beginning and now give me a bullshit answer

you to get Hanson to play with me," he said coldly. Looking at the person on the driver's seat, he said, "What I hate most is being dictated by anybody else. We are doing no more than making use of each other. Never