Billionaire’s Missing Darling by Theresa Wilde

Chapter 262

The netizens on the Internet were in an uproar.

Daniel got countless phone calls.

People invited him to parties, hoping to meet his mysterious lucky wife.

Daniel sat on the sofa, his long legs bent. He lowered his gaze and scrolled through his messages.

His expression was nonchalant, as if nothing in the world could pique his interest.

When he reached a particular message, Daniel’s fingertips paused.

Olivia slowly looked over. “What’s wrong?”

Daniel cradled Olivia in his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head. His voice was low and slightly husky as he asked, “A group of old friends has extended an invitation. Should we go see them tonight?”

He asked in a questioning tone.

“Okay,” Olivia nodded lightly and playfully raised her hand to gently scratch Daniel’s chin as if teasing a little pet.

Fracha Club was a place Daniel frequented during his youth. He used to spend entire nights there with his old friends.

Later, many things happened and he was busy with work, so he no longer stayed there.

His last visit had been several years ago. Standing at the entrance once more, Daniel felt like he was there in his past life.

The club had become unfamiliar to him.

The club’s staff were all well–trained, and their observant eyes didn’t miss a thing.

They could tell at a glance who people were.

They had never seen Daniel and Olivia but they could tell from the way they dressed and walked that they were not ordinary people.

The staff quickly hastened to approach and extend a warm welcome to them.

“Sir, Miss, please follow me. As the staff member led the way, he inquired politely, “Is this your first visit, or do you have a reservation?”

Daniel came to a gradual halt, his gaze languid as he cast a mild look at the staff.

His aura instantly rose.

He curled his lips and smiled at the staff. “You don’t know me?”

The staff member felt as if his neck was stuck. He instantly lost his voice.

At this moment, the door was suddenly knocked open and two familiar figures rushed out.

The staff member glanced over from the corner of his eye.

two managers actually appeared at

was male, named Steve Chandler

had always worked separately and rarely

appeared

The staff was dumbfounded!

first. He bowed and apologized, “Mr. Sullivan, I’m sorry. Rowan

Vivian also came over.

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her demeanor was not assertive. Instead, she exuded a gentle and soothing

to her, and women felt

them and, rather than addressing Daniel first, she turned her gentle gaze

indicating that she was familiar with her. Notably, she didn’t refer to her as Ms. Taylor, as

she called her

her eyebrows and looked

of a high–class club. Her

“Yes,” Daniel replied.

along the way. “Mr. Sheeran has

into Olivia, causing her shoes to get soiled. Olivia had to make a detour to the restroom to clean

escort Olivia to the

room.

turn back to pick

never been one to dwell on minor inconveniences. She nodded in resignation

followed the waitress to the

presence on her shoes was quite irksome to Olivia. Olivia wanted to wipe it clean as

she was going to get a wet towel, but she

to wait, Olivia opted to remove her shoes and rinse them under running water. Afterward, she wiped them dry with a tissue and then put them back

came out

identical hallways on either side, Olivia found

too similar. It was easy to get

took out her phone and planned to

as she opened her handbag, a

suddenly materialized and gave her a nudge forward. “Why are you dawdling here? Get

spoke, he pushed her into an

for the delay,” the man bowed to the individuals inside and introduced Olivia, saying, “This is our new server. She would like to extend

“Quickly serve wine to the gentlemen.” Olivia remained rooted in place and lightly touched the red wine bottle with her fingertips. She clarified, You’ve

The man had no faith in her statement and scolded

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at the middle–aged man. Then, she turned back to the supervisor and calmly clarified, “I’m a

supervisor could reply,