Chapter 565 Happy Birthday, Molly (Part One)


    Don''t you know that you will be alone all your life if you keep pushing others away? Why not give


    yourself a chance? That way, even if you do lose in the end, you will lose without any regrets.


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    Molly looked at Tony, who was standing in front of the door with a square box in his hands. Her eyes


    subconsciously searched behind him, but she didn''t see the person she was expecting.


    "Young madam, Mr. Brian Long hasn''t finished his work yet. He has asked me to drive you to the


    restaurant," Tony stated in an indifferent tone, then he handed the box to Molly and said, "Mr. Brian


    Long ordered me to hand this to you."


    Molly received the box from him, her lips in a tight line. She nodded to conceal the feeling of loss rolling


    in her heart. She put on a fake smile and said, "Okay. Please give me a few minutes to get ready."


    "Sure," Tony answered. Then he waited downstairs.


    Molly went upstairs, walked into the room and opened the square box. Inside the box was a bohemian


    styleke-blue chiffon dress and a pair of seven-inch white sandals.


    Molly frowned, wondering why Brian had given her a new dress and sandals. But she got changed into


    them anyway. It was undeniable that Brian had good taste. Molly was not the kind of woman who


    looked stunning at first nce, but she had fair skin and was delicate looking. In theke blue dress,


    her skin looked even fairer, and her clear eyes were brighter than ever.


    Looking at herself in the mirror, she was quite satisfied. With an expression of joy in her eyes, she


    smiled slightly. Then she quickly went downstairs and said to Tony, "I''m ready. Let''s go."


    "Yes," Tony answered in a low voice, which sounded apathetic but not aloof.


    Along the way, there wasplete silence in the car. Though Tony was a cool man, he didn''t talk


    because of his inferior position. Molly did not have anything to say either; she was embarrassed by her


    new status. She just let Tony drive her along the road which was covered by tropical beauty on either


    side. As the sun disappeared into the horizon, the city lights enveloped them and the car stopped


    slowly at the gate of a hotel.


    Molly followed Tony to the entrance hall. It was so resplendent and magnificent that Molly could not


    even keep her eyes open. Slightly frowning, she squinted and entered the elevator with Tony.


    They arrived at the western style restaurant on the top floor. The floor was covered by a red carpet


    from the door, all the way to the wall. Many of the paintings on the wall were masterpieces from thest


    century. The ceilingmps gave out a blue light, which was reflected on the ss floor in the center, so


    as to create a mysterious and elegant atmosphere in the restaurant.


    To Molly''s surprise, it was very quiet inside and there were no other customers. There was a woman in


    a red dress, whose hair was tied in a loose bun, ying a grand ck piano skillfully and gracefully,


    while a man in a white suit stood by her side, ying the violin with his eyes closed. They were ying


    a fancy melody.


    Molly paused for a second, and looked at the man who was ying the violin. Spark''s image came to


    her mind all of a sudden. He had always been intoxicated with music like this one, and he had yed


    touching melodies for her.


    Grief shed across her eyes. Lips tightened into a straight line, she thought, ''Spark, how are you


    now?''


    Under the exotic spell of the piano and the violin, Molly was deluded, wondering if she was intoxicated


    with the present or stuck in the past. She was in a trance till Tony came behind her and coughed slowly,


    indicating his presence, "Ahem?"


    When Molly came around, Tony guided her to a table by the window with a spectacr view. Then he


    said, "Young madam, Mr. Brian Long will be here soon." He quickly retreated to the corner, as if he


    wanted to be invisible for the rest of the evening.


    Molly looked out the window. The scene of feasting and revelry on one side of the road, the roaring


    waves on the other side and the enchanting starry sky came together to create a small wonder before


    her eyes, it was too dazzling to be real.


    Molly tried hard to recall thest time she had eaten at a restaurant with Brian. As far as she could


    remember, in the few times they had dined together, they had either sneered at each other or looked at


    each other coldly. So, she could not remember them having any happy moments. Even now, she did


    not know if they would get along today, but she was expecting to take away some happy memories


    from tonight.


    As she sat thinking about him, the air around her seemed to change. Maybe it was her imagination, but


    Molly looked to the direction guided by her subconscious, and saw Brian walking towards her in a


    tailored ck suit and a white shirt. His steps were steady and arrogant, and had one of his hands in


    his trouser pocket.


    This man had an aura and attractiveness of a god. She could not help but follow his footsteps with her


    eyes. She did note to herself until Brian sat down opposite her. She mumbled, "Bri..."


    "Sorry that I couldn''t pick you up myself," Brian said in a deep and elegant voice, like the sound of a


    violoncello. With the sound of the piano and the violin in the background, his voice held a special


    charm.


    She shook her head, and said, "You''re busy with business."Têxt ? N?velDrama.Org.


    At that moment, a waiter came to them and asked respectfully, "Mr. Brian Long, may I serve the dishes


    now?"