Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

Chapter 122

Olivia was sitting in the car, and the calm and relaxed expression instantly disappeared, replaced by coldness.

Daniel was driving in front. Andrew was sitting on a child’s safety seat with his head lowered. He had fallen asleep.

The child was energetic, but he needed to replenish his energy. After playing for the entire afternoon, he was already exhausted, so he quickly fell into a deep sleep.

Hence, no one noticed Olivia’s expression.

She propped her chin on her hand and leaned against the back of the seat. Her posture was lazy and casual as if it was casual, but her light amber eyes were complicated and unreadable.

She looked straight out of the window, thinking about something. Daniel was in the front driving. As he held the steering wheel, he observed Olivia’s expression through the rearview mirror.

His expression was calm, and his movements were elegant and practiced. Seeing that Olivia didn’t look well, he was not in a hurry to ask. Instead, he waited quietly for a moment. When she turned her head, he asked, “Are you in a bad mood?”

Olivia looked up indifferently and remained silent.

Upon seeing this, Daniel gave a smile. His beautiful eyes curved like the crescent moon in the quiet night sky.

Tapping his index finger on the steering wheel, he slowed down and parked the car by the side of the road. When he spoke again, his tone was a little more serious. “You were not yourself at the Smith Cuisine Hall just

now.”

Daniel understood Olivia. She was not someone who usually rocked the boat. Even if Cynthia provoked her, Olivia would not make the recipe public rashly.

This didn’t seem like something that Olivia would do.

A few years ago, when they first met, Olivia was only 18 years old. She was vivacious as a young girl and did not have much money on her, obliged to work part–time for a living.

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But even so, she was still noble and extraordinary.

She was like an aristocrat who had wandered among the commoners, carrying with her an innate pride and nobility.

According to her original personality, if Cynthia messed with her, she would not even give Cynthia a look. She would let Ms. Blake and Mr. Yanis deal with it.

It was just like how ancient emperors dealt with things.

There had long been courtiers and guards blocking those who caused trouble. They would not let those troublemakers have the chance to appear and be an eyesore to the emperor.

It was just Cynthia. It was not worth Olivia’s time and effort.

She thought nothing of someone like Cynthia.

was very strange that Olivia confronted Cynthia today in the Smith Cuisine

sense something wrong with her.

her hand to support her forehead. She let out

I specially made for Gillian. It is a medicinal cuisine

this point, she couldn’t help but chuckle and say in a self–deprecating tone, “It took me three years to work it out and the draft was revised several times before it

Gillian as her

to bond with her. She cared about her and was worried about her health and her

off the cliff by Gillian, whom she treated as

off the cliff, a trace of confusion came

was puzzled. If Gillian wanted the

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her. Why did Gillian go through so much trouble to trick her to the top of the mountain and push her down?

and began to look at her relationship with Gillian from an objective perspective that she understood

was all because of her jealousy!

was pushed off the mountain peak, Gillian roared, “Why did Grandpa only pass on miraculous treatments of the Smith family to you?

Why?

felt that it was ridiculous.

the three of them had learned together. They had memorized the acupuncture points when they were young and personally practiced them when they were in their teens. Each of them had a set of silver needles. However, in the end, Olivia was the only one who mastered it. Gillian claimed that Isaac was biased and did not pass on her miraculous treatments of the Smith family, but the truth was that Isaac had

didn’t want to teach them, but they couldn’t

was the only one who had mastered

handing the Smith family to her. Before this,

only lasted for a moment. Olivia quickly regained her composure. The unhappy things in the past wouldn’t cast a shadow on her. It was just that she felt a little

turned to Andrew.

little guy was sleeping soundly. His face was pink and tender. When he closed his eyes,

moist little mouth smacked, and then he muttered softly, “Olivia, you eat, you

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was actually thanking abour Oüvua even in his dreams.

Then, her heart softened and

a wonderful

a lle cure in the world, who liked her, was attached to her, and was thinking about

Olivia felt so sweet as if a gust of happiness

made Daniel a little dissatisfied. Hu muttered and then uttered a cry of astonishment. Olivia subconsciously turned around. There was a hint of urgency in her eyes as she asked, “What’s wrong?*

It hurts.” As he spoke, he

pressed his lower eyelids with her fingertips. She then blew on them and asked

The man sounded aggrieved. “Blow on them

did not find any sand or eyelashes.

be that something has entered your eyes? Olivia frowned. With a worried look, she suggested. “Let’s go to the hospital.”

in my eyes. I can feel it Look

said the last few words in a whisper, carrying a

up suspiciously with a probing gaze

suddenly grabbed by a large hand. Before she could