Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

Chapter 245

Gillian returned to her room next door in a daze.

Ernesto was on the phone. When he turned around and saw Gillian, he hung up and said, “Something happened in Fesmuowana. I have to go over and will only return in about two weeks. Do you want to stay here?”

Gillian pondered for a moment and shook her head. “I’m going back to Mala.”

Ernesto raised his eyebrows quizzically.

Gillian explained, “Olivia has only been here for a short while. She has yet to experience the power of favoritism. Let her stay with her biased parents for a while first. Gradually, she will crumble under the weight of the bias she faces.”

Olivia was almost done making sandwiches.

She had suggested to her parents that she wanted to start a business in town.

Megan rejected her suggestion immediately. “Don’t you need capital to start a business? You don’t have any capital. We have used all our money to support Doris‘ studies. Doris will take her graduate entry test next year. We have to set aside money for that.”

After being rejected by her mother, Olivia was not angry. Instead, she explained gently, “Mom, I don’t need a lot of capital. Isn’t Derek running a barbecue business in the town? I can stay at Derek’s place and use his kitchen. After making sandwiches, I can sell them on a food truck.”

As Olivia said this, she held Megan’s hand.

Megan felt a little uncomfortable when her hand was suddenly held. She subconsciously wanted to pull her hand back.

Olivia’s hands were warm and slightly calloused. Her grip on Megan’s hand was gentle and delicate, as if she was caressing some precious treasure.

Megan could even sense that Olivia relied on her and respected her.

Megan’s heart softened.

She looked away but did not pull back her hand.

Olivia tilted her head and carefully sized up Megan’s slightly white sideburns. Her eyes glistened as she said, “Mom, I did some calculations. Doris‘ fee for graduate studies is affordable, but she’s playing the violin and taking drawing lessons. These are not insignificant expenses. It is too heavy a financial burden for you and Dad. I can run a small business to supplement our income.”

Megan still refused. “I don’t need your money. What if your business fails?”

“Mom.” Olivia’s gaze was gentle. Her fingertips caressed Megan’s thick and red knuckles. She said sadly, “I don’t want you to burden yourself anymore. Yesterday, when you returned from the fields, you couldn’t straighten your back. Also, you can’t straighten your fingers.”

her head and looked at her

Ernesto hired her to play the role of Olivia’s mother, she was a real farmer. Derek and Doris were indeed her

Megan still had to work

children had overlooked was noticed by this pretend daughter

not know how to reject

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alright. Let

and

asked, “What are the true intentions of these people? Will they hurt Olivia?”

wrong? Have you actually

the two of us? She wakes up early daily to make breakfast and drinks for us to

did not dote on her so

the morning. They didn’t have time to make breakfast at all. They ate whatever they had from the

involved with Olivia. We can only try our best to protect

know.” Megan

Julian’s and Megan’s approval, Olivia brought the recipes she had developed and

business in the barbecue restaurant was slow. Derek and his wife, Stella,

parents thinking?

vegetables, “Olivia wanted to

the onion in her hand onto the chopping board, complaining, “It’s weird enough to bring Olivia to the farm. Now, you guys even brought her to town. Other people might suspect us of human trafficking. In

we didn’t take this job, others would have done so. At least they’re paying us well.

“I wonder what those people

placed the chopped ingredients in a box. “Olivia will be

this girl getting herself into?” Stella pouted. “She

make toast. It’s only been a

frowned. “We’re not

was almost noon. Many customers were

down her things and began to help around

her

girl is

around town. After getting everything she needed, she returned to the restaurant and organized them nicely. Stella pursed her lips and muttered to Derek, “She got all the equipment she needs, but I doubt she’ll be able to sell her sandwiches. It’s summer now, and schools are on

on what