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?"

a mouthful of diced mango. She wasn't expecting that Hanson would talk

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 glasses of wine was passing

still 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

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was waiting was a Spyker SUV parked. The light from the street lamps reflected unto the SUV shedding off a

the person on the driver's

was trained by our master. Anything our master knows, he does too," Chester said as he shuffled a deck of cards with his right hand. Chester was 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 this junior fellow disciple yet. Well, I have, a few times at our master's birthday but I've never played against him so I don't know if I can win this or

boast to me about how good you are in the beginning and now give

of cards in his hands. "Don't forget that we don't owe each other anything. We just said we'd help one another, remember? You use me to get what you want and I'm going to use 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