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.”

lowered her head and looked at her own

mother, she was a real farmer. Derek and Doris were indeed her children. It was just that she had to pretend that Olivia was

day, Megan still had to work in the

children had overlooked was noticed by

was touched. She did not know how to

ended their conversation by saying, “I’ll discuss it with your mother and tell

contacted Stefan next door to report

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Let her do as

bowed and acknowledged.

up the phone, Megan frowned and asked, “What are the true intentions of these people? Will they

you actually accepted Olivia as our own

up early daily to make breakfast and drinks for us to take to the fields. She makes sure to keep our

her real daughter did not dote on her

before the sun rose. Usually, they went to the fields at three in the morning. They didn’t have time

cigarette and said helplessly, “We can’t get too involved with Olivia. We can

know.” Megan

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

slow. Derek and his wife, Stella, were preparing the day’s ingredients

“What are your parents thinking?

muttered as he diced the vegetables, “Olivia wanted to come

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

we didn’t take this job, others would have done so. At least they’re paying us well. Doris is taking drawing lessons. She needs a lot of money to

wonder what

chopped ingredients in a box. “Olivia will

nonsense is this girl getting herself into?” Stella

only been a few days, but she plans to sell sandwiches. Let’s pray

care?” Derek frowned. “We’re

it was almost noon.

her things and began to help around

at her while handling the

thought to herself, “This girl is quite capable. She’s not a

and organized them nicely. Stella pursed her lips and muttered to Derek, “She got all

bad. After deciding on what to sell, she