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 style lake-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 glance, but she had fair skin and was delicate looking. In the lake 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."

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When her sister ran away from the wedding, Autumn was forced to marry Charles.

His name had been linked to innumerable ladies.

He had different girlfriends for every day of a year.

Autumn had never thought that she would fall in love with him.

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 black 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 not come 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."

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