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

all. Why would everyone humor him? Moreover, we didn’t know each other

you

Olivia,” Rose told the truth. “I happened to see Olivia’s painting at an art exhibition

me tell you this.” Rose didn’t bother to waste her breath with Gillian. “I went to Layfield to take in

break down. She clenched her fists tightly and barely managed to calm herself down. “So, you’ve

had been so many years, so how

Gillian, I’m very strict about choosing disciples. I don’t just go

mention

numb. It

you’ve praised me and said

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said helplessly, “Ms. Gillian, I was just being polite. Do you understand what that

about the paintings? Are you also being polite by

between her eyebrows. After a while, she said, “To be honest, I’ve lived for so long, but I’ve never seen someone as insensible as you. Don’t you know how to read faces? Can’t you tell the expressions

be so shameless as to have told Olivia to bring your

of this, Rose

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

chance or be in no place to come into contact with those top masters from

instead of

it be more

more. “For the sake of Olivia, I’ll give you a recommended entry to participate in the painting competition. Don’t call me

that, she hung up the

with her painting, everyone from the Taylor family

because making sandwiches in the morning

nothing much to do, Olivia went upstairs to watch Doris

at sunset. It was distant

not happy with it. She felt the color of the sky could be better. She had mixed

“Add a little black and turn it into a grayish orange.”

up and glanced at Olivia with a

a complicated job. It’s not as simple as you think. Olivia, can you please go to

not feel attached to this younger

reason why she came up to watch her paint was only out of

responsible person. Even if she had lost

the heavy burden and think

since Doris didn’t care, Olivia had no intention of sucking up

around

leave without saying a word, Doris’s expression looked more

upstairs and heard a noise

over.