Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

Chapter 152

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Gillian spoke casually on the phone, but as soon as she hung up, she immediately fell onto the sofa. Her body curled up into a ball, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

“Grandpa…”

After a while, she turned to look at Isaac lying on the bed.

Her tone was serious and firm. “Grandpa, I won’t disappoint you. The Smith family will be more glorious in my hands, and strive higher!”

That was the only way to make up for her guilt toward her grandfather and make her feel better.

After being in a daze for a while, she received a call from Tracy.

Gillian immediately sat up straight. There was a gentle expression on her face as he said softly, “Tracy.”

Compared to Gillian’s gentleness, Tracy’s tone was unconcealable anger. “Where’s the prescription? Where’s the prescription?”

After questioning her three times, Tracy’s tone softened. She seemed to realize that her attitude just now was too much, so she eased up and said, “I’m sorry, my attitude was bad, but it’s been so long. Why hasn’t the prescription been brought over?”

Gillian comforted, “Don’t be anxious.”

“Why aren’t you in a hurry?” Tracy’s tone became anxious. “How long has it been? Ten days ago, you said that you would give me the prescription. You said you had just taken over the Smith family and wanted to smooth out Mr. Smith’s things. Once you found the prescription, you would immediately give it to me. Why haven’t you found it after ten days?”

Could it be that this prescription was hidden underground?

Gillian sighed softly. “I know you’re anxious, but Grandpa fell too quickly and didn’t have time to explain many things. Moreover, the prescription is the Smith family’s treasure. It can’t be placed everywhere. Tracy, you have to give me some time.”

Tracy forcefully suppressed her frustration and softened her voice. “I’m not rushing you, but seared salmon with herbed couscous is the Smith Cuisine Hall’s specialty. How can a restaurant operate without its specialty? I know you’re busy here, but you have to understand my difficulties.”

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prescription first and send

chuckled. “That’s great. At that time, our the Smith Cuisine Hall will have more than one signature dish.”

a hidden meaning in

recipes for the Smith family. Not to mention a signature dish, there are even five or ten recipes.” After saying that, Gillian thought momentarily and decided

fell so quickly. Who else would the Smith family hand over to, if not the two of you? Olivia is young and hasn’t studied medicine. She is not capable enough. I’m definitely on your and

call from Healix Pharmaceuticals’s CEO, Healix. He still wanted

Gillian comforted him, she promised to contact him as soon as she found the

call, Healix frowned. He was not as optimistic as Tracy.

grandfather and asked curiously, “Grandpa, what’s wrong? Are you worried that

shook his head. “I don’t think highly of her.” After all, he was the CEO of a pharmaceutical company. He thought deeper. In his opinion, Gillian

was handed over to her,

he did not know much about her. However, since Isaac was willing

Isaac’s

“No matter what, he

she pouted unhappily. She was still bearing

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granddaughter like this, Healix shook his head and swallowed

there was no point in saying anything more. He could only

persevere.

did not have time to feel guilty. She wanted to go home immediately to find the prescription. Over the past few days, she had already searched the entire house. She had searched everywhere

the Smith family. The other clansmen might be swayed if the two of them firmly supported Olivia. Thinking of this, Gillian did not dare

she didn’t find anything.

sat on the sofa in disappointment. Her temples throbbed

Grandpa hide the prescription?”

the kitchen for a glass of water. When she passed by Olivia’s room, she suddenly stopped.

turned to push the

and covered in dust for

as she looked around. Finally,

wall and was filled with books.

She searched from dawn to dusk, but she found nothing. She sat dejectedly on the bed, thinking she must have