Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

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Chapter 252

Gillian locked herself in the room and trembled as she held her phone.

She read the introduction of Rose on Wikipedia again and again.

The introduction was very detailed.

It was written that Rose took in her fourth disciple that year, whose surname was Taylor. Five years later, she took in the fifth and sixth disciples.

There was also an exclusive interview with Rose below.

She had personally admitted that when she took in her first disciple, she had already thought of taking in seven disciples.

It was because she liked the number seven.

Gillian squatted on the ground and dialed Rose’s number.

Gillian said immediately after the phone went through, “Mrs. Liebsig, you said you would only accept one disciple. Was that an excuse?”

Rose was painting when she received the call from Gillian. She then took off her glasses.

She walked to the sofa and sat down, drinking water and listening to Gillian.

Then, the more she listened, the more confused she became.

In the end, she could not help but interrupt Gillian. “Wait, you said that your grandfather invited me to Layfield?”

“Wasn’t that true?” Gillian frowned.

She didn’t think there was any doubt about this point.

Rose was the president of the Painting Association and a current oil painting master. If her grandfather hadn’t invited her, Rose wouldn’t have come to a small city like Layfield for no reason.

“You’ve misunderstood.” Rose smiled. “I don’t know your grandfather too well. He didn’t invite me over.”

“He didn’t? It wasn’t Grandpa who’d invited you?” Gillian didn’t believe it. “Then why did you come to Layfield?”

In Gillian’s eyes, her grandfather was a miracle doctor. He had a lot of connections, and people from all walks of life would do him a favor. No one would turn down his invitation.

Hearing Gillian’s words, Rose was slightly surprised. “I think you’ve thought too highly of Doctor Smith. I must say

skills are superb, but he’s just a doctor, after all. Why would everyone

you

see Olivia’s painting at an art exhibition then. I spent a

to waste her breath with Gillian. “I went to Layfield to take in Olivia

fists tightly and barely managed to calm herself down. “So, you’ve never considered taking me in as your

It had been so many

strict about choosing disciples. I don’t just

not to mention he’s

numb. It took her quite

shivered. “But you’ve praised me and

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helplessly, “Ms. Gillian, I was just being

paintings? Are you also being polite by grading them for me

After a while, she said, “To be honest, I’ve lived for so long, but I’ve never seen someone

to have told Olivia to bring your mediocre paintings to

this, Rose got

was too thick–skinned for having ordered Olivia without any gratitude and took it for

your paintings back then. She begged me again and again. Ms. Gillian, you owe it to Olivia. Because of Olivia, you had the

the millions. She would have no chance or

of

it be more

of Olivia, I’ll give you a recommended entry to participate in the painting competition.

that, she hung

not to disturb Doris with her painting, everyone from the Taylor family dared not

because making sandwiches in

do, Olivia went upstairs

the countryside at sunset. It was distant

the color of the sky could be better. She had mixed several colors but still couldn’t

behind her and casually pointed. “Add a little black and turn it into a grayish

looked up and glanced

go to study

not feel attached to this younger

to watch her paint was only out of

if she had lost her memory, she would

take on the heavy burden and think for her parents, brother,

Doris didn’t care, Olivia had no intention

turned around

word, Doris’s expression looked more terrible. She snorted coldly in

from upstairs and heard a noise

looked over.