Chapter 131 Like Father, Like Son (Part One)

Living in this hypocritical world, caring too much about what other people think will only hurt you in the
end.

The atmosphere in the villa was extremely tense.

Everyone inside looked pretty serious.

Frank left when he saw Richie return with Shirley.

From the look on Richie's face, he seemed to have figured out immediately where Richie had found
Shirley, so he left right away after greeting them.

He thought that both of them must have come back from Mr. Shen's place. Only a few people knew the
real identity of Mr. Shen, and even fewer people knew about his previous relationship with Shirley.
However, Richie and Frank knew about their past, and Frank understood what it felt like for Richie to
find out that his own wife was rescued by her old lover.

Jealousy arose in what had happened, but anger was more evident and potent. Frank thought that
Richie was actually mad at himself for not being able to be there for Shirley while she was in danger.

He thought about how Shirley looked like while he was driving. Judging from her red and a bit swollen
eyes, she seemed to have cried a well of tears. His face darkened at the thought, frowning. Ever since
Shirley had left Dragon Island with Richie and Wing, he had never seen her cry out of sadness.

Though Frank drove pretty fast, Eric was still able to follow closely behind. Narrowing his eyes, he
gazed at Frank's car in front with anger on his face.

He had never seen his father look like this before. There was an evident concern on Frank's face when
they were in the villa. Eric could tell that his father had restrained himself from saying anything. Even



though it had been so many years, Eric wondered whether his father was still in love with Shirley up
until now.

Pursing his lips, Eric found himself mad at this thought in his mind.

What if his father was still in love with Shirley? If he was, how could he be with Smart while he was
actually still in love with another woman? Was that the so-called true love?

**

Standing in the corner, Molly was at a loss on what to do. The man standing in front of her looked a lot
like Brian which made her almost sure that he was his father. She looked at his solemn face and felt so
nervous that she could hardly breathe.

Sometimes Brian made her nervous as well because of the pressure he had imposed on her as he kept
on meddling and controlling everything in her life. The pressure given by Brian's father was very
different. He looked like a sophisticated man whose decision was beyond question. Molly felt that he
could see right through her, so she didn't dare to look straight into his eyes.

Although Molly thought that Brian and his father were both powerful men with strong imposing
manners, she felt that Brian's father made her more afraid than Brian did since his father was his
senior.

Molly glanced at Shirley who was sitting on the couch. With her red eyes, it wasn't hard to tell that she
had cried a while ago. Shirley angled her face away from the direction of Brian's father, deliberately
looking away from him and seemingly very furious at him.

Molly wanted to approach and comfort Shirley, but before she took a step, she saw the serious look on
Brian's face. She stopped immediately, lowered her head and gazed at the floor, like a girl who had
done something wrong.



"Molly Xia, come with me to the casino,"

ordered Brian all of a sudden.

Raising her head, Molly looked at Brian with a surprised face, like a startled animal. It seemed that his
order was non-negotiable.

Knowing that she had no choice but to go with Brian, Molly started to walk towards Brian silently. But
before that, Molly took a peek at Shirley once again.

"What are you going to do in the casino so early?" Shirley asked Brian coldly. Afterwards, she stood up,
walked to Molly, held one of her arms and began to lead Molly out of the room.

"Stop!" shouted Richie. It was the first word he had said since he walked into the house. In fact, he
hadn't said anything since they left Sheridan Shen's place.

Shirley stopped to take a deep breath. Pursing her lips, she replied coldly,"Maybe you are so used to
ordering other people around, but let me remind you that I'm not one of your minions. I don't take
orders from you!"

Shirley's unexpected remarks made Richie frown and purse his lips tightly.

Molly could tell that there were problems between Shirley and Brian's father. She had some doubts in
her mind, but she didn't have the chance to ask Shirley. She hadn't recovered from the abduction which
happened yesterday.

She could still recall vividly the scene from last night and she knew that if she encountered a similar
situation in the future, she wouldn't be so afraid anymore. A person's life could be taken away by a cold
bullet in an instant. Even though she had been rescued and sent to someplace safe last night, she
seemed to still be able to hear the sound of bullets cutting through the air and ripping into human flesh.



Holding Molly's arm, Shirley kept leading her to the door. She knew that Molly was confused about
what was happening, but Shirley didn't want to talk to either Richie or Brian any longer. Richie was so
bossy and authoritative, so was Brian.

Shirley was mad at their attitude. Neither Richie nor Brian had even asked them how they felt, if they
were okay or if they were afraid. After all, they had been through a lot since yesterday.

Even though she had gotten used to dealing with such dangerous situations since she had been in XK
Intelligence Agency for many years, how about Little Molly?

Obviously, Brian showed no concern about Molly's safety. How could men treat women like this?

How could they afford to do whatever they wanted to do without considering other people's feelings?

Shirley was so furious at them that she walked in silence all the way to the door with Molly. Tony and
Antonio were looking at them at the door, wondering whether they should stop the two women from
leaving the room or just let them leave.

"Mrs. Long," said Antonio,"should I get you a driver?"

"I can drive by myself!" shouted Shirley without even looking back.

"Can you?" a cold voice came from behind. It was Richie. It was easy to tell that he was so upset by
the look on his face which was cold and penetrating. Even though it was very cold outside, it wasn't the
wind which gave them the chill. Richie's remark did.

On the other hand, Brian seemed to be not as angry as Richie. After all, it was Richie's wife who was
held by another man's arms.


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