Chapter 244 An Involuntary Change (Part Two)


    Edgar let out a gentle smile and didn''t bother with an exnation. Let Bill wonder. He wasn''t sure about


    everything right now, but he felt pretty positive that his little tricks over the years had finally irritated the


    man in the dark. Moreover, Jonny had appointed him as the mayor, so if he saw an opportunity, he''d


    jump on it.


    Edgar wondered if the man in the dark had anything to do with Justin.


    He looked up. His sharp eyes were concealed by his sses.


    Justin had been themander of the battalion Steven had served back in the day. This wasn''t like


    him, but he might be trying to get back at them.


    But why now, of all times?


    In the hilltop vi


    Brian got up early. It wasn''t even sunup before he trudged into his study and started on XK Intelligence


    Agency''s urgent business. By the time he was done, it was broad daylight. He massaged his forehead,


    between his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on Becky''s picture, framed and sitting on the desk.


    He still remembered how excited Molly had been when she first came to his study and saw this photo.


    Unfortunately, it hadn''t aroused his curiosity and he hadn''t noticed the likeness between them at that


    time. He did now. If he had, would he have found out the truth before Richie did?


    Brian looked at Becky in the photo again. She smiled brilliantly, and her eyes were wonderfully


    expressive, in which he could always see a glimmer of hope. She could brighten a room when she


    walked in, and that was what drew Brian to her.


    Molly was different than Becky. They were family. You could see it in their eyes, but Molly was weaker,


    more submissive. She simply epted what happened to her, rather than actually doing something


    about it. Thinking about this depressed Brian. It bothered him that


    Molly said she loved him.


    Humph!


    It was a game, but she treated it way too seriously. ''Foolish girl!''


    Brian swore quietly. The memory of Molly crying bitterly in his armsst night was fresh in his mind.


    The more he thought about it, the more irritable he got.


    Brian suddenly tore his gaze from Becky''s photo, stood up, and walked out of the den. As he hit the


    hallway, he unconsciously nced at Molly''s room, his bright eyes like ck crystal. He stopped there


    for a time.


    He pursed his lips and fought the impulse to go in and see Molly. He put his mind back on what he was


    doing and walked downstairs at a steady pace.


    "Mr. Brian Long." Lisa was cing the breakfast on the table. "Coffee''s ready. Are you eating breakfast


    at home?"


    Brian cast a nce at the milk bottle on the table and then looked in the direction of the kitchen.


    Lisa also looked back in the direction of the kitchen and said with a kindly smile,"Miss Xia isn''t up yet."


    Brian frowned at her words and asked in a cold voice,"Did I ask about her?"


    Lisa was taken aback at first, but thenughed in her sleeve as she realized that Brian was stubborn


    and reluctant to admit it. But she wouldn''t admit to him that she knew that -- she liked working too much


    to do that. She looked down and didn''t answer.


    Brian strolled over to the dinner table, sat down, and began to read the morning paper that Lisa


    prepared for him every day. Lisa went to the kitchen to bring the coffee she had just brewed to him.


    Then she left respectfully without disturbing him. That was the way he liked it. He liked the fact that Lisa


    just quietly gave him time to himself without being asked.


    Brian scanned the newspaper. None of the headlines grabbed him just now, so he put the paper aside.


    He didn''t know his face darkened.


    Brian absent-mindedly picked up his coffee cup. Just as he was about to put it to his lips, he heard an


    annoying voice say,"You shouldn''t drink coffee on an empty stomach". He frowned at the coffee cup in


    his hand and angrily raised it to his mouth.


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    "Okay. If you get a stomachache, then it''s not my fault." Molly wasn''t up yet, but her voice still rang in


    his head. She was always saying stupid things like that.


    Brian''s brows were scrunched together. He didn''t mess around with the coffee cup any further. He


    looked down at the steaming coffee there. Finally, he put the cup aside, and his eyes fell on the milk in


    front of him.


    Since when did he care what Molly thought?


    Brian stared at the bottle of milk, lost in thought. After a long while, he snapped out of it and looked


    upstairs. Strangely, it was still quiet up there. Although he almost never stayed in the vi in the


    morning, he knew that Molly wasn''t fond of sleep and usually rose early. It was unusual to see her still


    asleep at this hour.


    At the thought, Brian stood up without the least hesitation and walked upstairs. He didn''t even know


    what he was doing. It was just a natural response.


    Standing at the door of Molly''s room, Brian remembered that it took a Herculean effort for her to stop


    cryingst night. Brian pressed his lips together and turned the knob.


    Molly slept like a log. The creaky door did nothing to wake her. She didn''t even stir. With knitted brows,


    Brian strode forward and stopped beside the bed, looking down at her. Molly breathed evenly. She


    slept on her stomach because her buttocks were sore. Her face was sideways, but her cheeks, which


    should be white, were unhealthily red.


    Now, he was a bit worried. Brian bent down instinctively and extended his long fingers to feel her cheek


    and get a benchmark temperature. It was burning hot!


    "Get up, Molly. You''re sick," Brian said in a cold, angry voice.


    "Hmm…" snorted Molly. She winced uneasily, contracting her brows. She was still sleepy.


    Looking at the girl, Brian was distressed and angry. He muttered,"Look how weak you are! You get sick


    a lot. You really need to take better care of yourself."


    Brian picked up the phone and called the doctor. He didn''t realize that he was the one who made Molly


    so ill. He wouldn''t. He rarely considered what effect he had on other people. It was stress thatid her


    low. She had no idea who she was, who her family was, and that bothered her more than anything. And


    stress does funny things to a body. Insomnia, headaches, no appetite, body aches, and yes, even fever


    if the stress is intense enough. She needed a respite from all of it, and Brian was no good at providing


    that.