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

just a doctor, after all. Why would everyone humor him? Moreover, we didn’t know each

why did you come

of Olivia,” Rose told the truth. “I happened to see Olivia’s painting at an art exhibition then. I spent a lot of effort

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

looked like she was about to break down. She clenched her fists tightly and barely managed to calm herself down. “So, you’ve never considered taking me in

had been so many years, so how could she

about choosing disciples. I don’t just go around taking in

mention he’s only

numb. It took her quite a while to chill

you’ve praised me and said

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said helplessly, “Ms. Gillian, I was just

Are you also being polite by grading them for me every year?” Gillian

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 be so shameless as to have told Olivia to bring your mediocre paintings to me for grading again and

of this, Rose

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

spent a lot of effort to get me to check your paintings back then. She begged me again and again. Ms. Gillian, you owe it to Olivia. Because of Olivia, you had the chance

would be an ordinary person among the millions. She would have no chance or be in no place to come into contact with those top

of being grateful

it be more

didn’t want to say anything more. “For the sake of Olivia, I’ll give you a recommended

she hung up the phone

family’s sandwich shop, in order not to disturb Doris with her painting, everyone from the Taylor family dared not to speak loudly. They walked

because making sandwiches in the morning

had nothing much to do, Olivia went upstairs

painting the countryside at sunset. It was distant and

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

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

and glanced at

as you think. Olivia, can you please go to

not feel attached

to watch her paint was only out of

been a responsible person. Even if she had lost

take on the heavy burden and think for her parents,

care, Olivia had no

around and

saying a word, Doris’s expression looked more terrible.

from upstairs and

over.