When Callie came to visit, Mollie had locked herself in her room, sitting on the floor watching a movie. The projection light fell on her face, and her lips were pale.
She sighed and placed the food she brought on the floor. “The Mollie I know has never been this down. Get up, I’ll take you out for a walk.”
Mollie didn’t move, just stared at the screen. After a while, she said, “Marely went abroad. There’s a prenuptial agreement, she won’t get any assets, and then she left with nothing. Even the Hudson family has been mostly devoured by Bridger in business.”
Bridger had lost his brother. He was lenient enough to not press further.
Callie had been following their news. “Isn’t that good?”
Mollie shook her head. “I haven’t recovered. He could use his own marriage as a bargaining chip, even gamble his life to torment Marely. What about me? I’m just a pawn in his grand plan, sent to restrain Marely at the right moment.”
Compared to being a lover, Mollie was heartbroken to realize she was just a pawn.
Callie didn’t know how to comfort her. In the end, she pulled her up and said with a bitter smile, “Nelson is getting married soon. Just keep me company. Let’s go have a drink, okay?”
Mollie finally looked up.
Callie arranged a gathering at a bar, filled with young men. As soon as they entered, a group of people were dancing under the colorful lights. But she didn’t expect Bridger to be there among them.
He sat on the sofa playing with a lighter and greeted Callie when he saw her. “We meet again.”
Callie twitched her mouth.
Mollie turned to leave.
Bridger stepped forward. At that moment, a woman with bunny ears approached him, her snow-white chest glaringly obvious.
“Mr. Kaiser!”
Mollie’s first reaction was to retreat, but her hand was precisely caught, sweaty like a frightened bird.
Bridger lowered his voice. “Don’t embarrass me.”
Mollie couldn’t break free, her eyes filled with fear and unease.
The woman with bunny ears understood and soon everyone knew that this was Bridger’s new flame. But why did she look familiar?
The woman with bunny ears melted into the crowd while Callie quietly retreated to the terrace and ordered a whiskey.
Bridger handed Mollie a drink.
She calmly raised her eyes. “Are you humiliating me, Mr. Kaiser?”
For the first time in days, Bridger felt flustered. When she called him Mr. Kaiser, there was no longer any passion in it.
Bridger bent down. “Ask me anything you want to know, I’ll tell you everything.”
She naively thought they were equals in a game of chess, but it was all just his game.
Mollie realized that subconsciously she had developed expectations and… feelings for Bridger. He had the ability to make her fall for him, but she had no certainty about it. This was the source of her pain, the original sin of their encounter.
Bridger always maintained his elegance, wiping away her tears. “The past is completely over. From now on, you’re my only one.”
She seemed not to hear him.
“I want to know, when you used me to make Marely suffer, did you ever feel a bit of pity for me?”
Bridger didn’t speak.
Mollie was very smart; calm as he was, he wouldn’t fall for a pawn, so she understood.
Bridger pressed against her red lips, somewhat bewildered.
“You like me, I like you too, isn’t that enough?”
“But you put me in the most disgraceful position. You could have refused me at our first meeting, but you didn’t. You watched me get hooked completely. Bridger, what right do you have to say you like me? Do you deserve it?”