Chapter 309 Why Is He Here (Part Two)

But there was no reply. Then she called him again, still he didn't pick up. So she hung up, and rolled
over on her back. She had something on her mind.

"Molly, Little Molly..." Becky whispered Molly's name over and over again.

And she made up her mind. She would do anything to win this battle for Bri's heart. 'No one will take
him from me!'

*

At the Grand Night Casino

No matter how much pressure she was under and how unhappy she felt, when Molly was on shift, she
would check her feelings at the door and work hard. She was getting paid after all, so she should at
least pull her weight.

She went around the casino, serving the drinks from her tray with a warm smile on her face. No one
would guess that she was caught up in a difficult situation and in a bad mood.

"Molly, Bloody Mary, fourth seat at the wheel," the bartender said and put the drink on her tray.

Molly nodded with that same smile. She carried the drink to the roulette table and placed the drink in
front of the woman who ordered it.

"Thanks!" the lady replied lazily, barely turning her head. Then she picked up a chip and threw it on the
tray with a casual gesture.

When Molly raised her head to look at her, she found out it was Jenifer. Startled at first, she got a grip.



Jenifer played with her hair, then looked Molly up and down with her beautiful almond-shaped eyes,"It's
you!"

Molly nodded, her mouth grim. Then she turned to go…

"Wait up, Molly," Jenifer said. "Can we talk for a sec?"

Frowning, Molly slowly turned around. She really didn't want to be here. As she was trying to think of
an excuse to avoid this conversation, a voice said behind her,"Molly, the manager needs you to come
to the office." The croupier went up to them, looking at Jenifer,"Excuse me, Miss. What can I do for
you?"

With a smile, Jenifer glanced over at the croupier then looked at Molly,"Saved by the bell, huh? If you
want to know who you met this morning... You can ask me about it."

As she said these words, her eyes became deep and mysterious. She wore a cold smile on her lips.

Fear clenched her heart, and Molly was quiet. She just followed the croupier to see the manager.

But the manager wasn't there. The croupier just used that as a ruse for helping her to get out of this.
He could see that she was uncomfortable, so he helped her out.

"Take a break," the croupier said and glanced back at the main gaming room. Then he looked at her
like he was going to say something, but changed his mind, and simply walked back out of the bar and
he was on the floor again.

The croupier had little idea what Brian and Jason had to do with Molly. But since Brian helped her out
once, there was nothing wrong with paying a little extra attention to her.

Molly sat in the lounge. No one else was there because it wasn't time for break or shift change. She
opened the locker and took out her phone. She turned it on and stared at the wallpaper -- a picture of



the two snowmen on that snowy night. She smiled sourly and sighed.

Then she started typing and quickly texted Eric.

At the Empire Hospital

Eric glanced at the message Molly sent him, and smiled wryly. The expression on his face reflected his
mixed feelings. It said,"Eric, what's the matter? Something happened?" Reading this text, he felt a
wave of profound depression wash over him.

'My loving Molly, she still cares about me even though her own life is messed up.'

A self-deprecating smile appeared on his face. It was a small one, and it was because he was in love
with a girl that wasn't his.

"Sir, it's time to get some rest," Lenny reminded him politely, looking at Eric.

His eyes still glued to the screen, he said slowly,"Lenny, do you think my brother and I will fall for the
same girl, just like Dad and Uncle Richie?

Lenny's heart sank. She was hoping she wouldn't have to be involved. After a few seconds, she said
calmly,"You looked up to your brother. He was a role model since you were young. It's natural that
you'd do the same things he does. It's possible that you have the same taste in women."

"OK. Sooo…" he paused for a while and Lenny hoped he'd drop it. But he continued in a slow and
deep voice,"Do you think I should give up on loving this girl?"

Hearing these words, Lenny frowned more deeply. There was an intense look on her face,"It depends."

"What does that mean?" Eric was intrigued by her answer, tilting his head to look at Lenny and waiting
for her to say more.



Gracefully, she stood up against the wall and crossed her arms,"It depends on who you are. If you want
your brother to be happy, you should just give up on her. But you might end up unhappy if you do."

If his frown was any indication, Eric wasn't entirely satisfied with her answer.

"It's late. Brian's reminded me several times to take of you. Your only job right now is to get better,"
Lenny said to him.

Obviously, she wanted to wrap up the conversation.

Rolling his eyes, Eric obviously didn't want to stop talking, but he gathered his pillow underneath his
head and closed his eyes, hoping sleep would come quickly. He never texted Molly back.

Lenny switched off the lights and turned to leave. When she closed the door, she had a bitter look on
her cold face.

Molly felt a little miffed because she didn't get a reply from Eric.

She whispered a few curse words and put her phone back in the locker. Then she went to use the
bathroom.


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