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.

did you come

the truth. “I happened to see Olivia’s painting at an art exhibition then. I spent a

waste her breath with Gillian.

about to break down. She clenched her fists tightly and barely managed to calm herself down. “So, you’ve never considered

then. It had been so many years, so how could

she said, “Ms. Gillian, I’m very strict about choosing disciples. I don’t just go around taking in mediocre disciples.

not to mention he’s only a

and her scalp went numb.

praised me and

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was just being polite.

Are you also being polite by grading them

said, “To be honest, I’ve lived for so long, but I’ve never seen someone as insensible as you. Don’t you

as to have told Olivia to bring your mediocre paintings

this, Rose

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

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 to come into contact with

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

was that instead of being

be more

to say anything more. “For the sake of Olivia, I’ll give you a recommended entry to

hung up

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

sandwiches in the morning would

do, Olivia

at sunset. It

happy with it. She felt the color of the sky could be better. She

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

and glanced at Olivia

go to study the sandwich ingredients if you

not feel attached to

came up to watch her paint

responsible person. Even if she

take on the heavy burden and

since Doris didn’t care, Olivia had no

around

without saying a word, Doris’s expression looked more terrible. She snorted coldly in her

upstairs and heard a noise

over. “What’s