Chapter 724 Add Insult To Injury (Part Three)

Ling only slouched in her seat as she frowned at his words and commented, "Apply tactics to the enemy and loved ones alike. Mr. Brian Long, you are indeed ruthless."

Brian just sneered at her words, and his gaze went back to the distance in front of him. The neon lights of the street shop signage shone brightly and stared back at him, as if to mock his sour mood with their happy colors. He was deep in thought. If he hadn't gone to the bar on that one snowy night, maybe he wouldn't have met her. Then, she wouldn't have gone through all these sufferings.

His eyes darkened at his thoughts and a tear threatened to fall from his eyes. Well, there was no "if" in life.

He firmly pushed back all his strong emotions and spoke to Ling again. "None of these is your concern," Brian said icily, "Just get your own job done."

"What do you plan to do to push her to despair?" The air was balmy as Ling asked. Even though Ling thought differently and had other ideas in mind, she would fulfill her task dutifully as ordered by the prince. After all, doing the prince's bidding was their team's lifelong commitment.

Brian looked at Ling with an unreadable expression and said, "That depends on you. Let's see how good your performance can be."

Their team was composed of five women, each with their own skill sets and different types of personalities. Some of them were sultry and siren-like, while the others were aloof or cute. They were trained by the royal family for special tasks and operations. They were superb in martial arts as well as in the art of disguise. They could play anyone one wished them to be. Their skills went far beyond the average person's imagination.

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Molly's eyelids opened tentatively, and a masked woman came into her view. She felt them inside a moving vehicle. She had regained her consciousness halfway to the hospital, but she insisted on getting off the ambulance. The paramedics had no choice and soon relented. They stopped by the curb and put on the coat from a bystander for her, then let her out.

The dark navy blue down jacket obviously belonged to a man. She looked rather tiny as the large coat swallowed her lithe figure. She sneered bitterly at the fact that a male stranger put the jacket on her -- well he was a man, but it wasn't the man she loved so much. That said, the man she loved was instead holding another woman in his arms, and God knows wherever they were now.

That idea made her petite, pale face scrunch up in sorrow. Tears began to brim once again in her eyes, but she managed to force them back in an

“Who does she think she is? I won’t marry her even if she is the last woman on earth,” said Hiram Rong.

“Marry into a family with tens of billions of assets? How lucky I am! I won’t be so foolish as to break off the engagement. At worst, I can receive money as part of the divorce settlement,” said Rachel Ruan.

Their great-grandfathers made a pact about their engagement a hundred years ago...

gain for the umpteenth time, Richie stopped her and said, "He will come back today."

"How do you know?" Shirley snapped at her husband and vented her anger towards him. "Look at your son. He learned it from you. You all treat your wives badly."

Richie was caught off guard by her accusations, but he made no arguments. Experience told him that one should never argue with a woman when she was mad. The more one explained, the more she was likely to suspect things. She would think that things were being covered up. In any case, she would calm down eventually.

It was proven true as his strategy worked. After a while, Shirley calmed down and sat on the side chair. Her slender shoulders slumped as she turned to her husband and said, "Richie, why would Brian change so much after his memory loss?" However, before Richie could even answer, she sighed and said, "I should keep Little Molly company. I don't want to leave her alone upstairs. I'm worried."

When Shirley was about to get up from her seat, Richie grasped her hand and pulled her back down. "If you were there, how could Brian and Molly put things on the table and solve their problems?" He said gently.

Shirley realized his point, and she remained downstairs.

Meanwhile upstairs, the elevator doors opened. When Molly heard the ding sound her head shot up to look and polished leather shoes came into view. She made a move to get up without a second thought. However, before she could even fully get up, she saw another woman behind Brian--the woman at the bar.

Molly's eyes darted between Ling and Brian. She eyed their intertwined hands as they walked together towards her, and she felt her heart was ripped apart piece by piece. "Bri…"