Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

Chapter 114

Olivia took an afternoon nap. When she woke up to do a bit of reading, she received a phone call from Andrew.

“Olivia, sorry for calling now. Am I disturbing you?” This little guy was exceedingly polite.

Olivia pressed the phone to her ear and listened to the child’s soft

breathing. She felt her heart soften. She fiddled with the ballpoint pen between her fingers and spun it in a beautiful circle. She asked, “Andrew, why are you calling? Is something the matter?”

Upon hearing this, Andrew looked up and stared at Daniel.

Daniel raised his eyebrows and glanced at him.

Seeing that his father had no intention of leaving, Andrew walked to the other side of the room with the phone. He stood a little further away and said softly and shyly, “Olivia, I miss you.”

Before he could finish speaking, a scarlet blush spread over his cheeks. They resembled the gorgeous red petals of roses.

So he missed her, was it?

Hearing the child’s innocent and sincere words, Olivia felt an

indescribable sweetness. It was like she had candy in her mouth. The sweet taste spread to her heart.

She replied, “I miss you too. Can I treat you to something to eat tonight?” “Okay!” Andrew immediately agreed. He ran to his father’s side and tugged at his sleeve. He said excitedly, “Olivia invited me to dinner.” Daniel glanced at his son. With a light turn of his well–defined and slender fingers, he scooped the phone from Andrew’s chubby hand into

his own.

Then, he placed it by her ear and said calmly, “Olivia.”

Olivia felt goosebumps all over her as the low, dulcet tones of a man’s voice crept into her ear. His voice reminded her of a cello’s tunes.

She smiled and held the phone with her beautiful fingers. Her fingertips were extremely white under the bright light, almost transparent.

“Yes,” she whispered back.

Neither of them spoke, but the tension was palpable. It manifested itself. in the thick static thrumming through the phone.

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said, “I know a private

sleeves were slightly rolled up, revealing a thin but muscular wrist. The

ground, and her

city. It looked very ordinary and did not have many customers. When passing by, one would

the restaurant. After passing through a dark corridor, they

a waiter came over and took Daniel’s coat and Olivia’s bag.

perfectly hidden in a corner of the city. No one would notice it

asked. Daniel helped Olivia into her chair. When he heard this,

in her chair, her narrowed in deep thought. “What

eyes

for its medicinal cuisine. It’s not an

Olivia nodded and soon turned her

very much. He sat beside Olivia and whispered endlessly to her. He told her that he loved the pig trotter

fantastic, especially the cold cucumber

soup.

and sweet. More uniquely, it was devoid of the usual bitter

wait for a moment. The

The head chef?

Billionaire’s Misung Darling

little surprised. Usually, guests requested a meeting with the head chef if the food was good so they could thank him. No head chef had

very young, only in her twenties. She wore a white chef’s hat, tightly binding her hair. Not a

all. Instead, she stood out from the crowd in a

was fixed on Daniel as if he was the only

A gleam appeared in her eyes, and she said coquettishly, “Why didn’t you say anything when you

as she approached, he called, “Aunt Cynthia!”

woman’s eyes curved into crescents. “Did you miss your Aunt Cynthia?”

He shook his head when he heard that. “I’m sorry, Aunt Cynthia. I

“Andrew, can’t you say

head in embarrassment and walked to Daniel’s side.

His gaze was indifferent. “Go and find the waiter to

shy and grabbed his

as he was about to lift Andrew and throw